“You sleeping with him yet?” Bunny asked as she pulled her seatbelt on.
“What? No!” Bethany didn’t often ask Bunny about her past, but she wondered how many men Bunny had slept with for her to make assumptions that Bethany would automatically jump in the sack with Jamie.
“Why not?”
“Because I hardly know him. Bunny, this isn’t up for discussion. Give it up.”
Bunny wiggled her eyebrows. “But he’s adorable. Come on. You know you want him.”
“Let’s talk about dance. Did you practice this week?” Bethany didn’t have high expectations that Bunny had been practicing, but it might take her mind off her current interrogation.
“Not changing the subject. I was asking Danny last night about your old boyfriends, and he said he couldn’t remember any. Why don’t you date?”
Bethany sighed. She and Bunny had never discussed this stuff before. Bunny liked to talk about herself or gossip, but she rarely pressed Bethany to do the same. That was probably why they got along so well.
Bethany turned the corner. “I’m not comfortable around men. Any of them. But especially good looking ones. I get all flustered and don’t know what to say. I can’t even look them in the eyes.”
“Danny’s cute.”
“So?”
“So you aren’t uncomfortable with him.”
“Because I’ve known him since we were in diapers. Danny’s different. I’ve already accepted that I’m probably never going to have relationships or marry. It’s not a big deal. I’m comfortable with myself.”
“That sounds too lonely. I think it’s good that Jamie ended up being a man. Maybe by living together you’ll have to get comfortable with him.”
They pulled into the parking lot of the dance studio. “So. Did you practice?”
Bunny shook her head. “No. I was all distracted by Sweet Pickles. But I will this week, I promise.”
Bethany smiled. Of all the students in her adult ballet class, Bunny was the worst. She had no grace and never practiced. But Bethany loved having her in class. If only for the laugh factor.
Bethany froze when she spotted the sign on the door. “For Sale.” Her stomach fell. Why was everything in her life changing? She didn’t think she could take any more.
Bunny saw it too. “Oh, you should so buy this place.”
Bethany rolled her eyes. “With what money?”
“Danny and I can help.”
That was always Bunny’s solution. This had been the studio she’d taken lessons in as a child. She started teaching at the studio during high school. If someone bought it and changed it or shut it down, what would she do? She supposed the owner was retiring. She had to be in her nineties by now.
Bethany shook her head sadly and followed Bunny inside. Maybe all of this was a sign that she needed to change her life. Sell her house and move somewhere completely different. Start over.
She sighed. Never. This was home.