I glance over at him. He’s circling the wax, eyes closed, mumbling soundless things as he rocks back and forth in meditation. I assume the sea gods are involved.
Time to interrupt whatever hotline he’s dialing.
“You seeing someone?”
The corner of his mouth lifts, eyes staying closed.
“I broke up with my situationship a couple of days ago.”
I pause mid-stroke.
“Situationship?”
He shrugs and looks at me now.
“It wasn’t a relationship to me, just casual. He thought otherwise.”
Things are swirling so fast in my head right now. First of all, it feels like I’ve hit triple seven at the casino and the machine keeps on dinging. He’s single, so I might stand a chance. Second… it’s a small island, could it be?
No. No fucking way.
It all makes sense to me now. The way Yosh reacted so mildly after I made that confession of sneaking out to a bar. Turns out I wasn’t his biggest concern.
I bark a laugh,
“Oh my god! That wasted diver dude! You’re the red flag!” My hands fly to my stomach, not really able to stop laughing.
He mutters something under his breath.
“What was that?” I smirk.
“Nothing.” He keeps his focus on waxing, clearly not wanting to talk about it. Well, if that’s the case, he's dealing with the wrong person.
“Why’d you end it?”
“I told him I wasn’t ready for a relationship. Want to focus on my career.”
I snort,
“Bullshit. You just weren’t that into him.”
Yosh raises an eyebrow.
“Oh really? You made that observation, how?”
“Okay, first of all, you said, and I quote,‘I told him’, meaning that’s something you made him believe, otherwise you would’ve said ‘I am’, if not being ready for a relationship is how you really feel.”
“Hmm, go on, smart ass.”
“I’ve written thousands of love songs. When the heart wants what it wants, there’s no stopping it. Your heart wasn’t chasing him.”
He gives me a look.
“And I’m supposed to take love advice from Arcadia’s most notorious playboy?”
“That hurts,” I gasp, hand over my heart. “Truly.”
It makes him smile, it’s so easy with him.
