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“Says the woman who still has not talked to me about this handsome stranger. I’d just like to point out that it has been almost two weeks and all I’ve gotten is ‘Can’t talk’ texts.”
When I look at Nicole, she has a wistful smile on her face, but then it disappears and she refocuses her attention on me.
“Look, we can talk about him another time. Right now, we are talking about the fact that you swore to me nothing was going on, and now I find out you’ve been spending all your time on his penis.”
I roll my eyes. “Not all my time, Nic. It was one time. We got into an argument and one thing led to another and it just…happened. You know?”
Nicole makes a strangled noise. “Um, no, I definitely don’t know. Especially because I thought we had vowed to hate him for all fucking time.”
At that, I actually laugh. “We did not.”
“Well I did, so this certainly throws a wrench in my plans.”
Rolling my eyes, I use my blinker and turn into the parking lot at the community center then come to a stop in a parking space near the entrance. There are only a handful of cars in the lot right now, but in the next fifteen minutes, I don’t doubt that many more will arrive.
“I’ve never hated Bishop. Even when I was the most…angry and devastated.” I pause. “I could never hate Bishop.”
Nicole is quiet next to me, and when I look at her, she’s watching me with wide eyes.
“You’re falling in love with him again.”
I scoff. “I am not.”
“You so are!”
“Nicole.”
“Gabriela.”
“I am not falling in love with Bishop again.” Licking my lips, I decide to just be fucking honest for once. “Because the truth is…I never fell out of love with him.”
Nicole sighs and slumps down in her seat, and I take the opening, giving her a brief rundown of everything that’s happened since he’s been home. The weekly meetings and all our little conversations. The kiss last weekend and then what happened at his house when I went by two days ago. By the time I’m finished, she’s just staring at me, mouth agape.
“Are you getting back together?”
I pause, unsure how to answer.
“Because it sure sounds like you are.”
“I don’t know. Sometimes I think we’re just…scratching an itch or something.”
But even as I say it, I know that doesn’t feel right. That’s not what we’re doing. If all we were doing was taking a romp down memory lane, all of this would have felt very different.
The problem, though, is that I don’t know how to describe what we are doing.
“Besides, I don’t know why you seem so flabbergasted,” I say, crossing my arms. “You literally told me it was a good idea to spend time together, and you’re the one who put the whole idea of sex with Bishop in my head in the first place.”
Nicole’s eyes narrow and she points a finger at me. “Don’t pretend I’m at fault for this. I told you to talk to him and get closure, not have sex with him.”
Pursing my lips, I turn the car off and grab my purse from the floor at Nicole’s feet.
“We need to go inside.”
She scoffs. “Only you would drop this…bomb in my face right before we’re supposed to go do something to relax our bodies.” She shoves her door open. “You think I’m gonna be able to center my chakras and recline into the donkey with all this on my mind?”
I shake my head, chuckling to myself as we emerge from the car and move quickly into the community center. The warmth envelops us as we step inside, and we head to the mud room to drop off our belongings and remove our shoes.
Nicole and I have been taking the Saturday morning yoga class at the Cedar Point Community Center since it began in the spring. I’m not particularly athletic or limber and I’m definitely not a joiner, but Nicole begged me to go with her—just once, she promised—because she wanted to try it out.
