Becky’s eyes grew wide and she lowered her jaw. “How did you—” Becky turned to me. “You told them?” Though she was completely surprised, she wasn’t mad. Thank God!

“I hinted. Although they’re not very good at taking hints,” I lightly scoffed.

“Why didn’t you say anything?” Nicole asked. “And to think, we’re supposed to be friends.”

“Just hit my glass, will ya?” Kate demanded.

After the toast, Becky chatted about how her relationship with Matthew began. She didn’t hold anything back; she never did. Talking about relationships and sex came easy for her. It was fun hearing about their hot and steamy encounters and their make up sex in the pool. When she mentioned the private jet, I realized Max never told me about it. Hmmm? Not that it was important.

Our topic of conversation changed when our dinner arrived. “Where would you like your bachelorette party to be?” Becky asked Nicole.

“No need to ask her. I’ve already started looking around,” Kate said, twirling her pasta with her fork.

“Where?” I asked.

“Vegas, baby. And we are going to have the time of our lives,” Kate exclaimed. “Though, I may have to bring Kristen with me, and my mom, so she can watch her. There is no way Keith can take care of her alone for the whole weekend.”

“We don’t have to go all the way over there. I really don’t mind just hanging out and having dinner,” Nicole said, looking guilty for the trouble she thought she was causing.

“Are you kidding? You planned an awesome party for me,” Kate said excitedly. “Now it’s my turn.”

“And we’ll help,” Becky said, pointing to the both of us.

Nicole nodded with a smile. “Okay. That really sounds like fun.”

“I’ll drive,” Kate offered.

After setting the date, we finished dinner while chatting about how much our lives had changed in the past year. Kate and Nicole left after we paid the bill, but Becky and I decided to hang out at the bar. It had been awhile since the two of us hung out alone together, like we used to.

“I still can’t believe it. I mean, I love that you’re dating Matthew, but who knew?” I giggled.

“Yeah. Who knew Matthew would be interested in me?” Becky raised her brow.

“Hey! It should be who knew you were interested in Matthew? Don’t cut yourself short just because he’s good-looking, rich, successful and Max’s brother….”

“You can stop right there,” Becky snorted. “He’s pretty amazing so far. Let’s see where it takes us. One day at a time.” Becky sighed.

After an hour had passed, we decided to head home, since we both had to work the next day. Becky headed to the ladies room one last time. Looking down into my purse to dig for my car keys, I got off the barstool and almost ran into someone. “Excuse me,” I said. When I looked up, I froze and lost my breath. Not again!

Crystal glared at me. Not an inkling of surprise showed on her face. This made it clear she knew I was here and she came specifically for me. With the blink of an eye, I dropped my keys back into my purse and tried to weave around her when she grasped my arm.

“I might have dropped the lawsuit, but that doesn’t mean Max won’t run back to me. You won’t satisfy him the way I did.” Her tone was cold and challenging. Others around us were not only shifting their eyes to us in curiosity, they were honing on our conversation.

I was really getting tired of hearing all her crap. She had caused enough trouble and almost broke Max and I apart. The old Jenna would have sulked away like a coward, but the new Jenna was not only pissed off, I wanted to hurt her just like she hurt us.

Feeling the anger boil inside of me, my fists became tight and I wanted to punch her in the face. I stopped myself since that wasn’t lady-like. Besides, I didn’t want her suing me. Who knows what she would pull. She would most likely find a way to hurt me, plot some type of sick revenge.

Just as I was at the breaking point, Becky came back from the restroom and stood behind me, rubbing my arms to calm me down. Having Becky by my side gave me the courage to say what I wanted to say.

“You know, I’m tired of all of your threats. I don’t need to satisfy Max because he’s too busy satisfying me,” I stammered. “So, if you think Max is going to run to you, you’d better think again.” My eyes shifted to her hand still holding onto me. “You can let go of my arm now. I’d like it back,” I ordered with a cool, calm tone. I decided she wasn’t worth my time or my energy.

“You’re just a new toy. He’ll get tired of you,” she hissed.

“No. You mean you were a toy. I’m something more. I’m his future.” Becky placed a cup of water in front of me. “And you know what? I’m also terribly clumsy.” It happened so fast, even I was surprised how quickly I acted. With no time to think of the consequences, I took the cup and tossed the water on her.

“You bitch!” she yelled, wiping the water off her face.

“You’re lucky it was only water. Next time, something else will hit your face.” After slamming the glass on the bar, I walked away with Becky’s arm around me. Laughing and feeling exhilarated, we pranced out of the restaurant.

“Oh my God, Jenna! That was epic. I didn’t think you understood what I was trying to tell you to do with the water glass. You DO have an evil side.”