Seaside Avenue (Cedar Cove #7)(10)

Whether she and Nate had a love like Teri and Bobby’s, she didn’t know. She suspected they needed more time, and this enforced separation wasn’t making their situation any easier.

“So,” Teri said, sitting down in the chair again and crossing her legs. “Bring me up to speed. You miss Nate?”

Rachel nodded. “A lot,” she said, feeling bereft without him. Talking on the phone helped, but it wasn’t enough. “He calls me almost every day.”

“Like Bobby used to?” Teri asked.

Rachel laughed. “Not quite. Nate phones when he can, and that’s usually in the evenings.” While courting Teri, Bobby had faithfully phoned at precisely the same hour every day, Pacific Standard Time, regardless of where he happened to be.

“What about Bruce?”

“What about him?” Rachel asked, her voice sharper than she’d intended.

“Are you seeing him?”

“No!” she returned vehemently. Bruce, a widower, had become a friend and his daughter, Jolene—well, Jolene was special to her. In many ways Jolene reminded Rachel of herself as a girl. She, too, had lost her mother at an early age; she’d been raised by an aunt who’d died a few years ago. Jolene needed a female influence in her life, and that was the role Rachel played.

“Why do you say no as if it’s the most repugnant thought imaginable?” Teri asked. “You make it sound like dating Bruce is something you could never even consider. We both know that isn’t true. The two of you are just so well suited.”

Rachel frowned. “What makes you say that?”

Teri shook her head, implying it should be obvious. “It’s like you’re already married. That’s what anyone seeing you together would think if they didn’t know better. You practically finish each other’s sentences.”

Rachel dismissed that observation with an airy wave of her hand. Teri was fond of Bruce, which made her partial to the idea of Rachel’s being involved with him. “We’re friends,” she said firmly. “That’s all.”

Teri cocked her head. “He’s kissed you.”

Rachel rolled her eyes. “Do you have a hidden camera? Are you watching every move?”

“No,” Teri said. “You told me about it.”

“I did?”

“It’s true, isn’t it?”

“Well, yes, but it was a—”

“Friendly kiss,” Teri finished for her.

“Sort of.” In retrospect, she thought Bruce might’ve wanted it to be more. His kiss had come as a surprise, but as kisses went, it was nice. She mulled that over and decided nice was a weak description. Nice sounded so bland, like unsalted popcorn. That wasn’t really how she’d felt about it—but maybe it was all she wanted to feel. “I like Bruce, don’t get me wrong, just not in that way.”

“You mean it?” Teri asked.

“Don’t you remember when I first started spending time with Jolene? Bruce made it abundantly clear that he had no interest in getting involved.” She wasn’t likely to forget the look on his face the day Jolene announced that she’d chosen Rachel to be her new mother. Bruce had nearly swallowed his tongue. He’d wanted it understood that he had no romantic intentions whatsoever. Rachel had taken him at his word. She simply didn’t see him in those terms. Besides, she had a boyfriend.

“I’d rather talk about Nate,” she said, preferring to change the subject.

“I’d rather discuss Bruce,” Teri countered.

“Why?”

Teri shrugged. “For one thing, I find him more interesting than Nate.”

“In what way?” Rachel asked coldly—knowing she shouldn’t have responded at all.

“Well, Bruce is down-to-earth and he doesn’t have an inflated ego and…and he’s a good dad.”

“Right,” Jeannie said, entering uninvited into the conversation. She pointed her curling iron at Rachel as she stood behind her client. “Bruce called her the other day.”

“To see if Jolene could spend the night on Friday.” Rachel wondered how her love life had become the business of the entire salon.

“She was on the line for a l-o-o-ong time,” Jeannie told Teri, dragging out the word.

“It was my cell,” Rachel explained, in case anyone thought she’d been tying up the business line with a personal call.

“You did seem to be enjoying yourself. I heard you laughing.”

Bruce was witty, or he could be. But Rachel ignored the comment. To acknowledge it would only invite further conversation and she was trying to avoid that.

“Whenever she’s on the phone with Nate,” Jeannie went on to say, “it’s like she wants to cry.”

“I miss Nate,” Rachel said, throwing her hands in the air. “We’re in love, and we have to be apart.”

“I still think you should pick Bruce,” Jeannie said stubbornly.

“Why don’t we take a poll?” Teri suggested. She got up and turned in a complete circle, indicating that everyone in the salon should take part in the vote.

“This is crazy,” Rachel said, refusing to listen. Teri could organize her vote, but she wasn’t sticking around to participate. It didn’t matter what other people thought.