No, Sharon didn’t call 911. OK, it was a few seconds; a misdial or a pocket dial. She can’t remember that far back. April 13th, the night or Vikki’s party; the night JT died, Rey presses. Sharon wants to work out where they go from here – together.
At home, Jack’s on the phone with Nick – how’s Nikki? No one knows – Mike’s the only one able to see her. After he hangs up, Phyllis appears in a red satin robe to hand him a glass of wine – it’s game night.
Jack’s wowed when Kerry arrives in a sexy dress to wish him a Happy Valentine’s Day.
Hustling Mia onto the patio, Arturo blasts Mia for ruining everything. She blames the magazine spread – it was in her head when she was with Rey (who won’t answer her calls and isn’t at the station) He may never forgive me, Mia frets.
I told you this isn’t going to happen, Kyle again pulls away from Summer – as Lola barges into the cabin. I saw you guys all over each other. I was right all along, sex is all that matters to you.
Mariah and Tessa are at the club’s bar all dressed up and drinking champagne. No, Tessa’s not worried about what Nikki said to the police. Good, Mariah doesn’t think she implicated anyone but herself.
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Sharon thinks Rey’s turning to cop mode to distract from his personal problems. She continues to deny calling 911. Nikki didn’t mention it in her confession, Rey sees holes in her story – and she’s not the only one.
Lola blasts Kyle for making her feel guilty for breaking up with him. And here you are with Summer. Thank God I didn’t have sex with you.
Kerry’s glad Jack’s brought her to the club. Lola’s on her way to surprise Kyle at the cabin, they’re probably making up right now, Jack happily assumes.
Telling Summer to shut up, Kyle wants Lola to hear him out. Removing her coat, Lola sits. Thanking her, Kyle explains that he came up here to wallow. No, he didn’t call me, Summer pulls out the invitation and boasts about the sleigh ride and skating. She was keeping me company, Kyle blames the booze. Lola is the only woman he wants to be with. Please don’t tell me you buy that load of crap, Summer scoffs.