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“Why do we need a new place?”
“Because as wonderful as it is to be homeless, I want to take a shower in my own place.”
“I thought you were back together with Brock,” I grinned, grabbing a shopping cart and pushing it through the sliding doors.
“There is no me and Brock. You can’t be back together with someone when you were never together in the first place.” Then she let out a long, drawn-out sigh. “Besides, life is too short to spend it all with one person. All you’ll end up with is one regret after another.”
Ever the fatalist, I knew not to argue with her. “Well, I’m not sure I’m ready to move on yet.”
“What about the fireman?”
In confusion, I stared at her before remembering Brett. “Oh! Right, the fireman.”
“I thought you were dating him?”
“I am. I mean, I was,” I corrected, chewing on my lip. “He called, but…I sort of forgot to call him back,” I admitted, wincing slightly.
“So, call him now.”
“It was two weeks ago. What’s the protocol for calling someone back after a date?”
“Well, it’s probably less time than two weeks.”
“Should I at least send him a text? I feel really bad.”
“And what are you going to say? Sorry, the date was so bad I forgot about you?”
“No,” I grumbled. “And it wasn’t that bad. I just…”
“Went back to Dash and removed all other men from your mind,” she nodded.
“I didn’t mean to. I shouldn’t have, actually. Brett was really nice in a…boring sort of way. I mean…he was great, but…”
“Not Dash.”
I groaned, stopping the cart in front of the produce. “Why do I keep torturing myself? He’s not going to suddenly change and ask me to be his girlfriend.”
“Do men do that anymore?”
“Probably not. What am I going to do?”
“I would suggest crawling on top of him in the middle of the night and swallowing his dick. Men love that.”
I stared at her in blatant shock. “And it would ruin everything between us! Yeah, he might enjoy it, but then the friendship we have would be over. I would lose him.”
“Yeah, but you don’t have him now, so does it matter?”
In anger, I snatched a cucumber off the shelf and shoved it in a bag. “It does matter. He’s important to me. He’s…sweet and caring and wonderful.”
“And not interested,” Lee reminded me.
I grabbed two more cucumbers and shoved them in the bag also. “Not interested in a relationship,” I clarified. “But does that mean I should walk away from him and pretend I don’t have this amazing friendship with him? I mean…I’ve never felt this way about anyone!”
“Because you’re in love,” she said in a bored tone as I shoved more cucumbers into the cart. “Do you really need that many cucumbers?”
“I’m making a salad,” I snapped.
“Or thinking about dicks.”
