"So shoot." "I don't know how to say this." "I haven't got all day, you know." "I kissed Alex," I blurt out. "Alex? !Bendita! Was that before or after the Colin breakup?" I wince. "I didn't plan it." Isabel laughs so hard and loud, I have to take the phone away from my ear. "You sure didn't plan it?" she asks once she can get words out. "It just happened. We were at his house and then we were interrupted when his mom came home and saw us--" "What? His ma saw you guys? In his house? !Bendita!" She goes off in Spanish, and I have no clue what the hell she's saying. "I don't speak Spanish, Isabel. Help me out here." "Oh, sorry. Carmen is gonna shit a brick when she finds out." I clear my throat. "I won't tell her," Isabel is quick to say. "But Alex's mom is one tough woman. When Alex dated Carmen, he kept her far away from his . Don't get me wrong, she loves her sons. But she's overprotective, just like most Mexican mothers. Did she kick you out?" "No, but she pretty much called me a whore." More laughing from the other end of the line. "It wasn't funny." "I'm sorry." More laughing. "I would have loved to be a fly on the wall when she walked in on you two." "Thanks for your compassion," I say dryly. "I'm hanging up now."