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“We’re kind of… friends with benefits,” she finally spits out, and I squeal.
“How is it? He’s so hot,” I gush, and she blushes.
“It’s really good,” she says, her face flaming bright red.
“Go girl!”
Anise laughs and high-fives me before we both dip our rollers into the paint and get started. I ask her how things started between them, but she dodges the question, instead turning things around on me.
“He’s been in love with you for so long. I’m surprised that he waited five months before he kidnapped you,” she says after I tell her how he drove me to his house that first day.
“He seems too good to be true,” I say, finally voicing my one concern with all of this.
“Isn’t that how love is supposed to be?” She asks as we finish up the last wall.
“I wouldn’t know.”
She nods, taking my roller from me.
“I’m going to rinse this off.”
“I can help,” I say as my phone rings, and she laughs.
“I’ve got it. Talk to your man.”
She heads out to the kitchen, and I grab my phone, excited to hear from Hunter. I can tell him we’re all done here and he can come get me. Then maybe we can have round two of last night.
I bite my lip as I pull my phone out of my coat pocket, and my stomach sinks when I see my mom’s name on the screen.
“Hello?” I answer, and wish I hadn’t when I hear her sniffles.
“Baby! He left me,” she wails, and I can feel that familiar ball of anger forming in my belly.
“Who?” I ask.
I haven’t bothered to learn the last ten guys’ names so I’m not sure which boyfriend she’s referring to.
“Gary! You didn’t meet him. You had left me before we started seeing each other.”
I roll my eyes at her dramatics and cross my arms over my chest.
“He was so sweet. I really thought that he was the one,” she says longingly, and I grit my teeth.
I can’t remember how many times I’ve heard her say those exact same words, and it’s getting under my skin.
“Sorry, mom. I’ve got to go,” I say, trying to end the call, but like usual, she’s not paying me any mind.
“I guess he was just too good to be true,” she says, more sniffles coming after that statement, but I tune them out.
Too good to be true.
I had just described Hunter that way.
Am I turning into her?
“I guess you were right, Baby. All men leave.”
Her words are like a kick to my gut, and all the air leaves me in a whoosh.
