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“So, I know you’ve hated him since like forever, but maybe this is a good thing,” she says as she pulls into Drew’s neighborhood. “Maybe it was meant to happen. Like fate.”
“Not unless fate was drunk.” I snort.
“Well, being drunk is the whole reason you’re in this situation now, isn’t it?” She grins.
I glare at her, even though she’s right.
“Trust me when I say it’s not. Biggest mistakeever. I’m not sure I can even look at him. And I have to live with him for the next week and a half.”
“Listen, we’ve all been there and done that. But at least it’s Travis. The dude is sex on legs, so it’s not like you had a one-night stand with some random guy.” She’s trying to make me feel better about it, but the truth is, it’s going to take more than that.
“I wish Professor Snape was here to steal the memory of it away.” I sigh.
“Huh? Who’s Professor Snape? Is that the lit professor?” She’s really trying to figure it out, and all I can do is laugh.
“I seriously don’t know how we are friends. If you don’t read Harry Potter in the next year, I’m best friend divorcing you.”
“Hardy har har. All I’m saying is, don’t get worked up about the future like you usually do. Chill out. Have fun. Enjoy yourself. You’re young, beautiful, and my bestest friend in the whole wide world, and you deserve to be happy. Just forget the past and focus on those sexy abs and gorgeous eyes.” She looks up as if she’s imagining him in her head. “Actually, I’m glad Travis helped clear out those cobwebs.”
“Whose side are you on anyway? I have plenty of sex.” I really don’t, and she knows it. All she can do is laugh, and I start laughing too.
Courtney is right. I should focus on the now, even if I can’t stop thinking about last night. At the thought, I remember Travis sent another text message. As we pull into the driveway, I unlock my phone and open it.
Travis
I know you’re probably super busy thinking of me and all, but I need a huge favor.
I roll my eyes before responding.
Viola
Define huge…
Knowing I'm playing with fire, I press send anyway.
Travis
Any chance you’d pick me up from my office?
I furrow my brows, curious.
Viola
Why? One of your mistress’s husbands find you out and steal your precious wheels?
I snicker as I hit send again.
He responds almost immediately.
Travis
Not quite.
I sigh.
Viola
Fine. Be there in 15.
