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One night a couple years ago, driven by Brooklyn egging her on and just enough tequila to drown out common sense, she’d searched him out on Facebook His profile was only half private, so she was able to see a few pictures of hi else He had looked even better at twenty-six than he had at eighteen, and that he still had his annual fishing trip with the boys, but she had no idea if he was married or had kids

The thought made her sick to her stomach

She pressed a hand there, as if the pain was a physical thing she could combat “I don’t know”

“Too late”

Jessica spun to face Brooklyn so fast, she almost fell on her ass “What did you say?”

Her friend didn’t look up from her phone “You’re booked It’s paid for You can assist me on a couple stakeouts to pay me back”

She grabbed the phone frouy, blond, painfully hot Needs to be able to deal with the fact that I was a bitch in high school and soto hateme?”

“What? It’s the truth” Brooklyn snatched the phone back “You can thank me later”

Jessica stood there as the truth ca back to Catfish Creek She could cancel the date, but it wouldn’t change anything because Cora and Brooklyn were right—she needed to face her past Her hand itched with the need to call her therapist or pop a Xanax, but she resisted both urges She’d been using crutches for far too long Maybe it was time for her to do as necessary to finally move on

She just hoped it wouldn’t kill her in the process

Jake Davis stared at the co That would explain seeing godda Jackson’s name on the newest batch of requests for Dia drink of his coffee, but nothing changed

She was co back for the reunion

More than that, she was obviously single if she was looking for a fake date to bring with her

Of course she was If she was single, she wouldn’t want to face Catfish Creek—face him—alone

Jake couldn’t begin to count the nuh school and been party to pitying looks and barely concealed whispers Nothing people loved ood scandal