33. Getting There

“Are you sure you’re okay?” I ask, frowning.

It’s Thursday evening and I’m on a video call with Nicki. Who’s lying in bed and doesn’t look like she has gone anywhere in days.

She smiles…or attempts to. “I’m good. So, what’s the emergency?”

“You look like you’re dying,” I point out.

She cackles. “We both know I’ve looked way worse than this. For real though, girl. Don’t worry. Just had a couple rough days.”

“How’s Steve?” Steve is this guy she has been seeing for a few months now. She met him while she was still undergoing rehab. “He’s not being an asshole, is he?”

She makes a face. “I’m offended on his behalf. You know he’s a good guy, Jo.”

I sigh. “Yeah, well. People change.”

And she’s right. He’s a good guy. He’s good for her. Otherwise, her family wouldn’t let him a foot near her. Not after what happened with Cole.

She rolls her eyes. “I should be the one with the trust issues, not you.” She wiggles her brow. “So, how’s you and Jude? When’s the wedding?”

I give a dry laug