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The door shut, and I reached out for the wall beside the bathroom, my heart pounding.
“What was that?” Lizzie whispered. She sounded winded.
I stepped forward, but my foot slipped out from beneath me. The hard floor met my right butt cheek with a smack.
“Son of a bitch!”
“Damon! I’m sorry. My soda. I—”
“Just leave me alone!”
Chapter Thirty-Five
Lizzie
“Guyssuck.”Itossedmy phone onto the couch and turned up the volume on the TV.
“It’s in their nature,” Sarah laughed.
Angelina joined in. “I remember when you cornered me at the coffeehouse and told me that about Hunter. That guys were doomed to screw up.”
I cringed. “What?”
“Yeah, Hunter screwed up, like all guys do, and I had to set Angelina here straight.” Sarah giggled. “Especially since she’d walked in on me hugging her man.”
“I so thought you were trying to steal him.” She smacked Sarah’s shoulder.
“As if he’d ever look at anyone else. And besides, I had bigger fish to fry—a six-foot-two guy named Drey.”
We all laughed.
“So, if they’re doomed to be dumbasses, like Damon’s being right now, why do we even bother?” I asked.
“Once you get through the sludge, you get to the diamond.” Sarah glowed like the newlywed she was. “Damon’s no different.”
“Feels weird not seeing him and talking to him every single day.” I resisted the urge to check my phone for messagesagain. “It’s been seven days since the first-date-slash-cluster-headache-thing, and I’ve only talked to him on the phone.”
“Dumbass,” Sarah said.
“I don’t get it.”
“Hello. Are you not hearing me?” Sarah sang out. “He’s a boy. And he’s Drey’s brother, so he’s got two strikes against him.”
Angelina laughed. “Give him time. I’m sure he’s adjusting to the whole being blind thing. You said that he found out he might have cluster headaches, now, too, right? I googled that. Sounds terrible.”
“I did, too. His are different, I guess. Not every day at the same time. So, it might be something else,” Sarah said. “The fact that he had such traumatic brain injury, it could be something else. He’s got a zillion appointments like every single day. Drey’s been carting him around like crazy.”
My heart dipped a little, wishing I could have been the one helping him with those, but once again he was shutting me out. Guys really were stupid.
“Anyone want coffee?” I stood up, needing a breather. “I’m craving a chai latte.”
“I’ll come—”
“No. You guys hang out. I’ll—I want a little breather.”
“Caramel macchiato,” Sarah said, smiling.
“Chai latte, vanilla.” Angelina hopped up. “I’ll get cookies. I made some double chocolate chip ones yesterday. They’re the bomb.”
