Crash? Her heartbeat sped up. Aside from the interactions their jobs made necessary, they hadn’t talked for eight days. Jill missed her, and that was a completely new experience. She had never missed anyone before. But she didn’t know how to bridge the distance between them without agreeing to date Crash. Slowly, not ready to face her but unable to resist, she turned. It wasn’t Crash. “Hi,” Lauren said. “Are you okay? You just looked at me like you didn’t know whether to hug me or kick me.” “No. I’m always happy to see you, screenwriter lady.” Jill forced a cheerful smile. “What’s up?” “There’s something I wanted to ask you.” “No, thanks. I don’t think I’m up for a threesome with you and Grace today.” Lauren snorted. “You wish. No, I have a proposal of a different kind. A local MS group is organizing a walkathon at the Rose Bowl in Pasadena this Sunday.
