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“I think they can be friends. Sex doesn’t always get in the way. You just have to have clear boundaries.” I ignore the knot that forms in my stomach as the words leave my mouth.
“I agree,” she says, her voice soft and sleepy. She lets out a yawn confirming what I thought.
“I should let you get some rest.”
“Okay,” she says, another yawn escaping her. “Thanks for the phone call. I didn’t realize how much I needed someone to talk to tonight. It was nice.”
“Yeah, it was.” More than nice. It was a balm to my soul, something she’s doing with every interaction.
“Good night,” she says
“Night,” I respond and then the line goes dead. I drop the phone to my lap and continue watching the rest of the movie. As I watch Harry confess his love for Sally, I can’t help wondering if I’ll come to regret my stance on just being friends, or if keeping her in the friend zone will give me the exact thing I’ve been searching for.
8
My phone beeps, briefly interrupting the music pumping through my ear buds. I put my dumbbells down and grab it from the band around my arm. Becka’s name on the screen causes a surprising reaction in my body—my heart beats a little faster, my breathing increases, and my blood rushes south as I picture her beautiful brown hair with caramel highlights, her bright jade-green eyes, and her radiant smile.
Of course, I immediately open up my messages.
Becks: Hey! Rooftop Cinema Club El Segundo is hosting a classic tonight,Back to the Future. None of my girlfriends are free. Wanna go with me?
Fuck yes, I want to go with her. I loveBack to the Future.
Trent: What time?
Becks: Movie starts at 8 pm.
Trent: I’ll be there.
Suddenly, the day feels like it’s going to drag on forever.
I can’t wait for tonight.
* * *
Fuck me.
I get out of the town car, and my jaw drops at the vision that is Becka. She’s always been beautiful, but she’s absolutely stunning tonight. I reel in my reaction to her before she notices me. I’m trying to be her friend, not get in her pants.
Not that I could, given the skintight pants she’s wearing tonight that hug every perfect curve and make my mouth water. She’s also wearing a fitted sweater that goes up to her neck but still manages to make her breasts look amazing.
Not that I’m looking at her breasts.
I’m not.
Okay, I totally am, but I’m trying not to. Goddamn.
Becka glances up from her phone, and the smile that lights up her entire face when she sees me makes my heart nearly stop.
Friends. We’re just friends. I need her as my friend.
My lips curve up in a genuine smile, and I walk toward her, leaning over to give her a brief hug—because a lingering one might send the wrong message—once I reach her. Fuck, she smells amazing. Like she just spent the day at a tropical beach somewhere.
She waves at Chris behind me, who gives her a head nod but doesn’t say anything. He’s not the most talkative guy in the world.
Her eyes are bright when she looks back at me, and for a moment I have to catch my breath. “Thanks for joining me. I tried to get my girlfriends to come, but they were all busy.”
“So what you’re telling me is I wasn’t your first choice. I’m just the consolation prize.”
