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His mouth moved, but no sound came out. I dumped the curtain into the cart and three more like it.
“Oh, come on. It’s very common to date an older guy. Young guys do it all the time.”
“But not you,” he finally strangled out. “You would never date a guy for money, would you?”
I huffed and placed my hands on my hips. Ikea might not be the best place to have this conversation, but the worms had already wriggled out of the can.
“You assume I’m dating him for his money? When have I ever been that shallow?”
“That’s what I’m saying.”
“Maybe I like him because he has a huge popsicle.”
“A huge what?”
“Popsicle. You know.” I gestured at his groin with a quick, jerky movement of my hand.
“Wow. I can tell you’ve been getting freaky from the bruises on you when you spend nights with him. That explains it. But twenty years is a bit too much, don’t you think? There are plenty of younger guys with…big popsicles out there.”
If he thought an older guy was inappropriate for me, how would he react when he found out I specifically enjoyed licking his father’s popsicle?
“I like this particular popsicle, okay? And he’s not rich. Quite the opposite, so you must know I really like him.”
Jay shook his head. “Man, we’ve been best friends for over a decade, and I didn’t expect this.”
“Is it going to be a problem?”
“Not at all. I want you to be happy. If he makes you happy”—he shrugged—”then do you. Just let me know if you ever need anything. And I’m still going to hound you to meet him. Want to make sure he’s good enough for you.”
“Thanks, Jay, but I’ll decide if he’s good enough for me.”
Shaking my head, I walked off to find the rugs. It was sweet that he looked out for me. At least he stopped talking about Griff. We made it down several aisles, packing my shopping cart with household items Griff could use. Each item I placed in my cart filled me with excitement. I couldn’t wait to show him everything later. He was supposed to sign his contract and collect his keys today.
“So I think you were right.” Jay picked up a blue vase. “How about I buy this one? You can tell your lover boy it’s from me. Then maybe he’ll want to meet me.”
“He’s all man, not a boy.” I plucked the vase from his hand. “But this does look good. I’ll let you pay for it. By the way, what am I right about?”
“I need to be more mature about finding a job.”
“You don’t have a problem finding jobs, Jay. You have a problem keeping one.”
“Maybe because…”
Jay was frowning with his hands in his pockets. He looked tortured. I put down the vase. “What is it?”
“I think I screwed up dropping out of college.”
He had, but I would never tell him that.
“Maybe it just wasn’t the right time, but there’s no reason you can’t go back.”
“I suppose.”
“Not suppose. I know so. Find a steady job and go part time. I’ll help you.”
“You’ve helped enough. It’s time I stop blaming my dad for everything wrong in my life.”
“Does that mean you’re willing to forgive him?”
