everything Maggie wasn’t. And apparently, to the man she loved, she really was.
“Move” was all she said before pushing her way passed Shelly and out of the office and out of Thomas’ life. Maggie was willing to give up everything she knew for him, but ended up coming back to Vancouver to start over.
“Not all guys are assholes.” Taylor interjected, ending Maggie’s thoughts of what had happened.
“Right.” was all Maggie said. There was another long pause in which neither woman knew what to say. Maggie tried to lighten the tone by asking how much longer Jake was in town. Taylor let her know that they left tomorrow, but she would be meeting up with them in Montana the day after Maggie’s birthday and then joining them on the road for the remainder of the tour. Oh yeah, was it left out that all this with Thomas happened two days before her birthday? Fate really had shitty timing sometimes. With that, goodbyes were exchanged with promises to see each other for dinner the night of her 27 th , a night she wished could just disappear off the calendar.
Chapter Five
“Happy Happy Birthday to You!” Callie, Alexis, and Taylor all sang out with the help of the wait staff at the Indian restaurant Maggie had chosen. Smiling, Maggie closed her eyes in a moment of pause as she always did as tradition and made her wish before blowing out the candles. As everyone cheered and clapped, Maggie was genuinely happy. It was a simple dinner with her friends; a girls’ night out where they could just hang and catch up. She wasn’t up for anything fancy at all, especially nothing that involved clubbing with drunk, grody men trying to dance up on her. Simple. That’s what she needed right now.
“Okay,” piped up Alexis, “this year we decided to go together on a present for you. So, this is from the three of us.” Reaching in to her purse, Alexis pulled out a sparkly yellow envelope that Maggie quickly grabbed, excited to see its contents. As she opened the flap, revealing the gift, her heart, and probably her face, dropped.
“Shit. She doesn’t like it.” Callie cut in.
“You guys bought m e dance lessons.” Maggie choked out.
“ Remember the other night we talked about you getting out there? Shaking your money maker?”
“Taylor, I thought you were kidding!” Maggie was quick to reply.
“Well, okay, maybe you don’t want to go out shaking your ass, but come on, I think it will be good for you. It’ll be great exercise, first off, and second maybe it will help you get out there. And I mean that in more ways than one.” The last sentence Taylor said barely above a whisper, but Maggie heard her loud and clear. “You just moved back in to the city. You should look at everything as a fresh start. And nothing screams fresh start more than tackling something new!”
As she took her eyes off of the gift certificate that lay in the envelope, she looked each one of her friends square in the eye. They all said the same thing and she knew she wasn’t getting out of this. When she finally gave in to their resolve, Taylor clapped her hands together in excitement. “Yes! Now, don’t think because I’m going to be gone for 2 weeks that you can just skip. Lexi and Cal have promised me they’re going to be on your ass about going. Plus, I expect updates every Tuesday and Friday about your new moves, k?” Maggie could only stare back at her. Great , she thought to herself sarcastically, this is going to fun.
Chapter Six
6:50pm was what stared back at her on her watch as she stood in front of the large brick building that, according to the sign, housed her impending doom.
“Generic Dance” appeared in bold blue letters on the door and following one last deep breath, she opened it and went on through. After going up the two flights of stairs at a snail’s pace, Maggie