Page 319 of The Doctors Will See You Now

“Scott?”

“Yes.” She nodded. “Your father told me a little bit about him, but I want all of the juicy details.”

“There are no juicy details.”

Well, I guess there were some juicy details…

I mean, we’d been hanging out a lot lately and obviously having sex on the regular. There was no denying that sex with Scott was off the charts, but no fucking way was I going to tell my mother about that. She might’ve been quirky as hell and oftentimes too open-minded, but I had boundaries I refused to cross.

“We’re just friends,” I said, and the instant the words left my lips, they felt like total bullshit, not to mention the pointed look my mom flashed in my direction basically called me on that very fact.

“What?” I questioned. “We’re just friends. Nothing more.”

Well, friends who had a lot of sex. Friends who spent a lot of time together. But, yeah, other than that, we were friends. Scott and I were just friends…right?

She pointed her fork in my direction. “I don’t believe you.”

“You know I don’t do long-term relationships.”

She sighed. “I think you say you don’t do them, but deep down, one day, you will when you find the right guy.”

“I wouldn’t hold your breath on that one.”

She rolled her eyes. “You get your stubbornness from your father.”

Jean-Pierre chuckled, and my mother glanced at him in confusion.

“What?” she asked, and he just grinned.

“She actually gets her stubbornness from you.”

“No, she doesn’t.”

“Yeah.” He nodded, and his eyes shone with amusement. “She definitely does.”

Before I could start on crepe number two, my cell phone chimed in my pocket with a message. I pulled it out and glanced at the screen to find a text from Scott.

Scott: What’s your address?

Me: Not telling you.

Somehow, we’d gotten started playing this game where I refused to tell him where I lived. I wasn’t sure why I was holding on so strong, but I think it was mostly the fact that he’d shown an early interest in stalking.

Or that stubbornness your mom and Jean-Pierre are talking about.

Scott: What if I wanted to send you flowers?

Me: I don’t want flowers.

Scott: What if I wanted to send you balloons or a teddy bear or one of those cute boxes of chocolates?

Me: I don’t want any of those either.

Scott: What if I wanted to send you pancakes?

Me: I don’t need pancakes today. I’m currently eating crepes with Nutella and whipped cream at my mom’s place.

Scott: What about tomorrow? I bet you’ll want pancakes tomorrow…