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She pulled her lips between her teeth and fought a smile.
“Holy shit. He’s totally staying in the friend zone with you because he doesn’t think he’s worthy of more,” Tori said. “Holy shit! You gotta make a move, Shay.”
“Huh?”
“Make a move,” Tori repeated. “Stitch won’t. He’s probably scared to.”
“Aw, bless his sweet, little heart,” Jenna said, her hand to her chest. “Can we go hug him now?”
“Sure! Shay needs to make her move anyway.” Tori picked up her drink and held it out in front of her. “Right, Shay?”
I opened my mouth to respond, then realizing I didn’t have the words yet, lifted my drink and downed a generous amount of it. Then I licked cold Creamsicle off my lips and glanced around the table.
The girls were all staring at me, smiling, looking anxious.
I released my drink and touched my cool hand to my neck.
My skin was flushed and hot all over. My heart was pounding. I began breathing faster, thinking about what Syd had revealed and what Tori was suggesting I do, plus, I was definitely half drunk and well on my way to being fully drunk.
Could I go make a move on Sean? Was that even a good idea? What if he rejected me again?
What if they were right, though?
He said I had light. Me. And I knew Syd wasn’t drunk enough to make up something like that. She was tipsy. All the girls were. Not wasted to the point of inventing some conversation that never took place, though, meaning it absolutely took place.
Oh, my God.
There was a very, very strong possibility the girls were right about him. He didn’t feel worthy. And he was absolutely worthy. Not just of me, but of everything good this world had to offer him. Of love. Of kindness.
And I was going to make sure he knew that for good.
Tonight.
Drinks, and then game on.“Jenna, how come you aren’t hooked up yet?” Tori asked from the front seat of the Uber we’d hitched after finishing up with our drinks at Low Bar.
We were on our way to Sean’s house so I could make my move.
Nerves aside, I couldn’t stop smiling.
And giggling. Everything became hilarious to me when I drank.
Like our driver—his name was B.J.
Come on.
“You’re gorgeous,” Tori went on, turning halfway in her seat and looking back at Jenna, who was seated by the other window, directly behind Tori. Syd was in the middle. “Just look at your cheekbones! Plus, you’re sweet. And you still got a killer body after popping out twins.” Tori glanced to the driver. “Doesn’t she? She’s a hot piece, right, B.J.?”
I clapped my hand over my mouth and giggled again.
“Uh, I don’t know. I guess,” B.J. answered, suddenly looking uneasy behind the wheel.
He reminded me of my old math teacher from high school. Real buttoned up. I wasn’t sure he’d ever thought about anyone being a hot piece before.
Tori scowled at him.
“I date here and there,” Jenna said. “But most of the guys either aren’t good enough to meet my kids and I find that out after one date, or they hear about my kids and never call me again.”
“That’s fucking rude,” I snapped, sitting forward to look at her. “Sean has kids, and I love that about him.”
Jenna smiled.
Looking to Syd, I saw she was smiling too. And because I knew Tori was most likely grinning, not just smiling, I refused to look at her and kept my eyes down until I could resume looking out my window.
Then I giggled for no apparent reason.
“So, what’s the game plan here?” Sydney asked. “I mean, after we all shower Stitch in affection.”
“Shay is going to make her move on him,” Tori informed.
“Alone,” I added, glancing around the car. “You hug him and then you leave. I’m not doing this with an audience.”
“Oh, come on,” Tori pleaded.
“No way.”
“I could take pictures!” Syd suggested. “Or a video. Ooh! I could add it to your Snap!”
I loved the idea of having a keepsake of this moment, especially one with a cool filter involved, but still, I shook my head. “No. Blowjob here is going to wait for you to finish with your hugs. Then he’s taking you home. Right, Blowjob?” I sat forward, held onto his headrest, and grinned at him in the rearview while the girls burst out laughing.
“Haven’t heard that one before,” he retorted.
“You haven’t heard it from me,” I said.
“Now I can die a happy man.”
“That’s the spirit!”
The car slowed to make a turn, and looking out the front window, I saw Sean’s house in the distance.
“Oh, my God,” I whispered, pressing my back against the seat.
This was it. We were here. I was actually going to do this.
“This is so exciting!” Syd exclaimed, bouncing beside me.
I gripped the door handle and looked out my window.
We passed the driveway and slowed to a stop in front of the house. There was a car I didn’t recognize parked in front of Sean’s bike. A dark four-door.
