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“You could try online.”
“I guess,” I say. “I’m just not sure what I’m looking for anymore. It’s like my radar is broken or something. But whatever, I don’t want to talk about my desolate love life. Where’s Braxton? He would love this cake.”
Selene licks some frosting off her fork. “I don’t know. Probably with Aubrey.”
My back stiffens. I haven’t heard this name in connection with Brax before. “Uh, who’s Aubrey?”
“You haven’t met Aubrey?” she asks. “Right, I guess you’ve been in seclusion. They’ve been dating for, I don’t know, a month? She’s pretty nice. Different than the girls he usually dates.”
Different.We both toasted to it. My tummy does a little tumble, and suddenly the cake doesn’t taste like anything.
Why do I care? Braxton dates lots of girls. I shouldn’t ask more questions about her, but I can’t help it. “What’s so different about her?”
“She’s not a blonde, for one,” Selene says. “And, I don’t know … she’s nice, and please don’t hit me for saying this, but she’s not slutty. Because let’s be honest, a lot of Braxton’s girlfriends are kind of slutty.”
A not-slutty non-blonde? I take another tasteless bite of cake to cover the fact that I feel like I got punched in the gut. But that’s stupid, because I have no reason to feel this way.
I know what it is. I’m bummed because both my besties are in relationships and I’m the odd one out. That’s definitely the reason this news is hitting me so hard.
“That’s cool, I guess,” I say. “I won’t get too excited, though. It’s not like she’ll be around for long.”
“I don’t know,” Selene says. “Like I said, this one seems different. He seems different with her.”
I push my plate away. I need to quit shoving cake in my mouth, and I really need to change the subject. “I have got to quit eating this, or I’ll definitely regret it later. It’s so good, though.”
“I know,” she says. “You should take half of the leftovers home with you so I don’t eat it all myself.”
Why don’t you just invite Braxton and his different new girlfriend and let them lick it off each other’s fingers?
Fuck, Kylie, calm your shit down.
“Hell no, you are not pawning that plate of sinful temptation off on me,” I say. “Toss it if you don’t want to eat it.”
She picks up her phone. “I’ll just text Brax.”
It’s the weirdest thing, but the thought of seeing Braxton right now makes my stomach do another flip-flop—and it isn’t the good kind.
“Sounds good,” I say. “But hey, I have to get to work early in the morning, so I’m going to head home. Thanks for the cake. Let me know when I get to meet your new guy.”
She smiles. “You bet. Thanks for coming over.”
I head out to my car, hurrying just in case Braxton is close by. I don’t want to deal with seeing him with this Aubrey chick. Not right now. If it lasts between them, I’ll have to meet her eventually. I don’t know why that thought makes me feel so sick. It must be the cake. I ate it too fast.
It can’t be because I’m upset that Braxton is with someone. That thought doesn’t even make sense.
