WTF. I wasn’t invited.. Again.
Rory
Let me know when you’re ready, and I’ll come get you both.
Mia
Always the perfect guy, Rory. Thank you.
Oliver
Any of us would come and get you. Doesn’t make him perfect.
Mia
He always offers. Who wants to have to ask a guy to do something?
AJ
I don’t need anyone to come get me. Ask Mia why I’m laughing.
Mia
Actually don’t ask me shit. Forget I even sent this.
Maxwell
This feels like maybe I should come and crash Margarita Monday.
Eli
If they wanted you there then they would have invited you.
Oliver
I actually would like to know what they are talking about. I support crashing it. You can also take them home.
Rory
Please make sure she eats, Mia. You too. Enjoy your tacos andtequila!
Mia
We will call if needed. Bye now.
I take her phone and my phone and set them to the side. I throw a chip at her, that she easily catches and starts nibbling on.
“Don’t you dare tell them.” I threaten. The last thing I need is the entire gym thinking there is more than nothing going on between me and the resident sad boy. I remember when Rory first got here and we were invested in every move he made with AJ. She doesn’t know that but I don’t want to be on the other end of being watched like that. The West boys are nosy and petty. Even Eddie.
“Oh the guys absolutely know.” She crosses her legs in the chair and leans on the table. “They are triplets… You're one of the smartest people I know. You know that they know.”Fuck. She’s right.She seems to be over the laughter that was possessing her, just in time for our tacos to come out. I can’t help but dance a little in my seat. I love tacos. AJ takes a huge bite of one before waving her hand in the air. Swallowing she says, “Okay, do your Mia thing. I’m better now. I’m sorry.”
“What Mia thing?” I ask as I finish off my first drink. The tequila hitting my body in just the right way.
“Freak out. Act like it isn’t a big deal. Freak out about him not making it a big deal. Then actually be honest. It’s always a process for you.” I watch her shrug as she takes another bite, “I respect it.” I don’t know if I should be annoyed that she knows me so well or thankful.
I’m over the freaking out stage though and guilt runs through my body. If I had talked to her when it happened then my brain could have felt healthier about it a lot sooner. “Did you know that he has a house?” I ask, deciding to go in a different direction.
She drops her taco mid bite. “He took you to his mom’s house?” I watch all signs of joking leave her body and a seriousness wash over her.
