Chapter 34 #2
“I wonder if that’s why she called me last night,” Morgan said thoughtfully. “It was really weird that she did, and she did ask if I’d talked to you lately.”
“Does she not call you often?” Amy asked, frowning.
“No.” Morgan hesitated then figured it couldn’t hurt to be honest. Sam had just done the same thing. “That was the first time she’s ever called me. Normally, we just talk on the group text or in person. I didn’t think she likes me very much.”
“That’s so weird. She calls me a lot.” Amy shook her head.
“She hasn’t asked me anything about either of you, though.
Mostly we talk about my exercise routine and the wedding.
She’s been super helpful. Although I think Marissa is getting a little annoyed with her because she keeps trying to do things that Marissa feels are her job as my maid of honor. ”
“Because she is,” Sam muttered, avoiding Amy’s look and taking another sip of her wine.
“She’s trying to help Marissa since she’s out of town a lot,” Amy stressed.
“Then maybe she should wait till Marissa asks her to do something instead of only talking to you instead of Marissa,” Sam retorted.
Morgan paused, nervously watching them both. Were they fighting? It kind of seemed like they were fighting.
But Amy didn’t take offense; she just sighed.
“You’re right. I’ve told Noelle as much, and she says she will, but then…
” Amy shrugged. “I think maybe sometimes she just gets really excited, so she forgets. It’s hard to be mad at her.
She’s really been there for me recently, especially with helping keep me motivated to go work out.
And she’s helped get Jeremy to ease up on putting the pressure on me. ”
“She has?” Sam looked at Amy again, this time seemingly surprised.
“Yeah, they’ve become pretty good friends.
She’s been over a lot and spending more time with us, and they really hit it off.
I think she just wants to make the wedding perfect for me and him, sometimes she just goes about it in the wrong way.
” Amy rubbed at an invisible spot on the counter, sighing again.
“I’m excited about the wedding, don’t get me wrong, but I can’t wait until it’s over and Jeremy and I can just be married.
I didn’t think wedding planning would be so stressful. ”
“Well, it didn’t help that he was harping on you about your weight gain, which you literally couldn’t help,” Sam said, leaning over to wrap her arm around Amy’s shoulder.
“I’m glad to hear Noelle helped get him to back off, although I would have thought finding out it was a medical reason and that you have medication would have done that. ”
“It did help, but I think he thought the medication was going to be an immediate fix or help me lose weight really fast.” Amy shook her head.
“Obviously, that’s not what’s happening.
But it’s okay. I’ve told him I really am happy with how I look.
If this is what I look like for the wedding, I’ll be thrilled.
I don’t care that it’s more than I was a year ago.
I feel good now that I have my energy back, and I like my new curves.
And he does like the new boobs.” She giggled, looking down at her chest and giving a little shimmy to make them shake.
Morgan giggled, too, and Sam outright laughed.
“Okay, good. I’m glad she helped there. I just… yesterday was weird.” Sam scrunched her nose, making a face.
“I can only imagine. I would have reacted the same way,” Amy reassured her.
“I just wish everything could calm down. The wedding stress is getting to me. Marissa and Noelle sniping at each other is getting to me. And I could really use a scene with Zach, but there’s something going on with him and Kincaid, and I don’t want to do anything to make things harder for them.
” She ran a hand through her hair, raking it back from her face in frustration.
“You could scene with Asad if you need to,” Morgan offered.
“I’m sure he’d be willing if I explain, and I don’t mind.
” They’d agreed to be exclusive, but Amy only scened platonically.
Like Morgan, she was a masochist who needed the pain.
Something her fiancé was understanding about, even though he couldn’t provide it.
That’s why he was happy to let her scene with Zach, who was in a happy monogamous relationship with his boyfriend.
At least, it was usually happy. Maybe Morgan should reach out and talk to them.
They were her friends, too, and she’d barely seen them other than a glimpse or two at the club since getting back from Pittsburgh.
“You are the best friend,” Amy beamed at her. “I appreciate it, although hopefully, it won’t come to that. I’m going to give it another week, then I’ll bring it up to Zach. Hopefully, he and Kincaid will be over whatever issue they’re having right now.”
“Let’s hope so. They seem really good for each other. I want everyone to get their happily-ever-after.” Sam smiled.
Was Asad a happily-ever-after? A month ago, the idea would have been laughable, but right now, Morgan really felt like he might be.
Though he was going to need to start putting out again if that was going to remain true.