Avoiding Temptation (Avoiding #3)(37)

“Y’all are ridiculous!” Lexi couldn’t stop shaking her head. Only Chyna.

“We just know how to have fun. How are you and Ramsey? I swear, for a man who used to manage strip clubs, he is a lot less fun than he could be, Alexa. I mean, sure, he can throw a party, but all I’ve heard you talk about is the medical wing. Work, work, work. Don’t you do anything but work?” Chyna asked.

“Well, he proposed,” Lexi said offhand, staring off across the room while waiting for Chyna’s reaction.

“What?” Chyna cried. A crashing sound blasted through the phone and then a series of curse words before Chyna came back. “Fuck! I dropped the phone. Are you f**king serious? Did you tell him yes?”

“No, Chyna. I told him, why the hell did I spend three years of my life with you when I have no intention of marrying you?” Lexi drawled sarcastically.

“You’re a bitch. I hope he smacked you.”

Lexi giggled. “Of course I said yes!”

“Oh my God! This is so f**king exciting. When should I come down? This weekend? We need drinks! Shots! Hookers! Whatever you want, that’s what we need,” Chyna yelled into the phone.

Lexi could practically see her bouncing around her apartment.

“You want to come down this weekend?”

“Yes! Are you kidding me? My best friend is getting married. I need to be there to celebrate with you, chica.”

Lexi smiled brightly. Now, this was what it was supposed to feel like to be engaged. It had only taken her a week to get the giddy feeling back. She had been so happy when Ramsey had asked her. She had been shocked beyond words. She wasn’t sure why she hadn’t seen it coming, but then when it had been right in front of her, she couldn’t believe it had happened to her.

Ramsey had worked so hard to make the night perfect, to make it memorable, and it had worked. She knew she would never forget what it had felt like, walking through the park, the candles, the picnic.

“Yes, come down! We’ll party here to celebrate,” Lexi said after a few seconds.

“So, how did he ask you? Tell me everything. Did it happen today, over lunch, or what? Come on, dish!” Chyna said enthusiastically.

“Um…” Lexi said awkwardly. She had forgotten about this part—the part where she hadn’t called Chyna for four days when she should have called her right away.

“Oh no,” Chyna groaned. “What’s wrong?”

“He asked me on Thursday.”

“Thursday? Why did you wait so long to call me?” Chyna asked, sounding hurt.

“I, uh…well, I had a freak-out about it.”

“Already? I thought you were excited about this.”

“I am excited! Ramsey wanted to tell his parents in person, so we told them over brunch today.”

“In front of Jack and Bekah?” Chyna gasped.

“Um…well, not exactly. Jack wasn’t there.”

“Why not? Aren’t they, like, white-picket-fences and shit now? Oh my God, does Jack not know, Alexa?” Chyna asked. “Please, please, please tell me that Jack knows.”

“They’re getting a divorce,” Lexi said quickly, releasing the breath she had been holding.

Chyna was struck silent on the other end.

“That’s why he was calling to talk to me earlier during the week.”

“No,” Chyna murmured.

“I know.”

“I don’t understand.”

Lexi sighed. She wished she could explain, but even she didn’t really understand any of it. Jack and Bekah had been married for two years with no problems as far as Lexi could tell. Jack was still Jack, but things had changed.

She didn’t even know if she could articulate it clearly. How could someone be the same person he had always been and yet so different? Then, this…she had never seen the divorce coming. With the Bridges’ abhorrence for divorce and Jack’s personal feelings toward the matter, she had thought their marriage would have been a one-and-done deal.

Now with him back—nope, she wasn’t thinking about that.

“So, let me get this shit straight. Jack has finally come to his senses and is divorcing Bekah. What is his reasoning? Irreconcilable differences?” Chyna asked.

Lexi knew that was what Chyna’s parents had filed their divorce as in New York.

“Bekah is divorcing him.”

“I’m sorry…what? That Bitch is completely mental. Why the hell would she divorce him?”

Lexi bit her lip. She hated this conversation. Chyna was the one who was going to go mental when she heard the reason.

“She claims that Jack cheated on her, and she is filing a fault divorce, so she can run off with any money he made during the marriage. Apparently, the idiot signed a prenup with an infidelity clause in it.”

Chyna burst into laughter. “Wow. Give me a minute with that one,” she said, her laughter coming harder. “I told her that he’d cheated on her on her f**king wedding day, she still went through with the wedding, and then two years later, she’s filing for divorce for infidelity. That’s…wow…that’s rich. I mean, why is she dragging this out anyway? She has a fortune of her own. As shitty as it is, I get why my parents dragged it out. They both were worth a ton of money, and neither wanted to get screwed. Bekah doesn’t need his money.”