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It isn’t until a few hours later, during a study break prolonged by more mimosas and a shot of tequila when the universe decides to test me once and for all.
“Hey hey!” I hear a voice called from the entrance to my house. It’s not Chloe,she was still indisposed with Trey even after I all but begged her to come over and run interferenceand it doesn’t sound like anyone that would walk into my house unannounced.Which actually could be a lot of people, my parents were not familiar with boundaries and wanted everyone to feel like family.But seriously, who the fuck is that?
My eyes widen to the size of saucers I’m sure when I see the recently divorced Georgina Martin, from down the street holding a bottle of champagne and what looks likefucking cookies!?My parents are so fucking obvious it’s insane and the look on JP’s face means he knows what this is as well.
My mother had called me the night Georgina’s husband moved out quite literally from the window as she watched them argue in the front yard about his secretary or boss or whatever cliched mistress he had from work. She and I had always said we had a hunch that something was off about their marriage. Whenever they came to my parent’s parties, he was always a littletooflirty and she was always a little too drunk and or oblivious. So evidently, he had a wandering dick and alas, they divorced.
And now they’re evidently trying to set her up with JP.
Great.
Now we have to add my fucking jealousy into the mix. I rub my forehead as my mother hops off the couch where she’s now seated next to me and pulls her in for a hug. I share a look with Jacob and I’m pretty sure his reads something along the lines of “I’m not planning to”in response to my look that says, “do not test me.”
“Georgina, this is me and Kev’s oldest friend! You moved in shortly after he left for Mexico, so you’ve never met! Jacob Price, this is Georgina Martin!” She claps her hands as if she’s not even trying to hide the fact that she’s trying to fix them up or her intense enthusiasm over it for that matter.
Really, Mom?
Georgina is pretty, I am not going to deny that. She’s tall and blonde with powder blue eyes and a body she keeps very tight thanks to a lot of yoga and Pilates. She was also much closer in age to Jacob,probably midthirties if I had to guessand wouldn’t cause a giant scandal in my family if they were to get together.
So, points for her, I guess.
Despite the fact that it was an obvious fix up, she doesn’t seem to be trying too hard. No heels or overly done makeup. She truly looks like she’s just a neighbor coming over to hangout and it irks the shit out of me that she’s actually playing it cool.
Jacob stands up and shakes her hand after Mom had rid her of the alcohol and cookies she brought over. “It’s nice to meet you Georgina, any friend of Kev and Michelle’s…”He looks at the two of them before turning back to her, “deserves a medal.” They all laugh and I force a smile so that I’m not the only one in the room not amused by this nightmare I’m forced to witness.
“Whatever! Georgina, come let’s get you a drink,” my mom says and just as they leave the room, Georgina looks at me and gives me a smile that I’m not completely sure is genuine before she speaks. Maybe I’m imagining it, or maybe she is annoyed about the potential fifth wheel on this ‘double date.’
“Oh, hi Whitney! Didn’t see ya there at first!”
I feel like that’s untrue, but okay.“Hi Georgina.”
“I had nothing to do with this,” my father says when they leave the room without drawing his eyes away from the television.
“This has your wife written all over it, I already know.” Jacob laughs as he pulls the bottled IPA beer to his lips.
“You know she wants you to settle down. Meet someone. Give her a baby to babysit while we wait for grandchildren, I don’t know.” He waves his hand around and the idea of him meeting someone makes me sick to my stomach. Fucking some other woman and giving her a baby. The alcohol mixed with my jealousy is causing an anxious feeling in the pit of my stomach and I suddenly want to throw up the waffles I’d eaten.
His eyes flit to mine as inconspicuous as possible but that quickly I can see the apology in his eyes. He turns back toward the television and away from me. “So, this is what I’m going to be dealing with for the next few hours? Entertaining this? I thought you and I were supposed to be watching the game. I didn’t realize this was a… whatever this is,” Jacob says, and I’m glad he doesn’t seem to be into the idea.
“What do you want me to do? Tell her to go home? J, if you’re not interested, she’ll live.”
“I don’t want to have to be warding off her attempts to flirt or talk. I can’t be rude to the woman.”
“Why does it matter anyway? So, she flirts? What, you can’t talk to a single good-looking woman without it turning into something?” He’s still looking at the television so he doesn’t notice me stiffen at the question with the underlying accusation.What was the big deal? After today, never talk to her again if you’re not interested.The big deal had to do with me sitting in the same room witnessing said flirtation and seething with jealousy over something I had no business being jealous over.But he couldn’t tell my father that.
“Nothing, never mind,” he mutters, because really what could he say?I don’t like women flirting with me now? It makes me uncomfortable especially in front of your daughter who just so happens to be my ex-girlfriend?
“You’re being weird,” Kevin says, looking at Jacob and I quickly look down at my phone before his gaze pans to mine and can potentially see something in my eyes that I can’t hide from one of the people responsible for bringing me into this world.
No more than a minute later, my mom and Georgina are back in the room and suddenly I feel like my spacious living room is again way too small. Georgina sits next to Jacob on the love seat as it’s one of the few seats open andwhy not?Despite her sitting next to him and the whole reason for her being here, she turns her attention to me.
“Congratulations by the way! How excited are you?” She leans across and holds her hand out. “Let me see your ring!” I’m used to this. It’s all I’ve heard for the past month. I hold out my hand and she beams. “It’s beautiful! He did good!”Typical response.My eyes flit toward Jacob for no more than a second who’s staring daggers at my finger.
Good, now we’re both annoyed.
“I feel like I haven’t heard the story of how you two met anyway?” Jacob asks. “Don’t tell me a dating app?”he jokes condescendingly.
I furrow my brows at the judgment in his voice. My dad chuckles before taking a sip of his drink and my mother chimes in, ever my biggest fan. “Don’t be like that Jacob, that’s how all the kids are meeting people these days!”
