LONG TIME no chat.” Izzy lay stretched out on her bed, feet dangling over the footboard, Leia resting on her stomach. The puppy’s head was nestled in between her breasts, and her sweet breath came out in little snorts. Izzy had finally placed a call to Raven, guilty they hadn’t updated each other in a few weeks. Her best friend chuckled over the phone. “’Bout time you called. I miss you like crazy. When are you coming to Harrington to see my bar?” Raven had bought a bar/restaurant called My Place. With her skill for cocktails and the Culinary Institute Academy graduate chef she’d snagged, the bar was becoming a huge success. Izzy was so happy to see her friend’s dreams finally come true. It had been a long road for both of them, with lots of bumps and errors, but without Raven, Izzy doubted she’d be clean and sober and happy right now. “Soon. Guess what I got?” “A hot man?”
