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“I thought maybe things would take off if we got more serious.”
“Honey,” Brooke said, giving her a flat look. “You should have told me. I feel like I pushed you into saying yes to marrying him.”
“A little.” Her sister had been a bit aggressive about the whole dating and marrying thing. But that was part of Brooke’s charming personality.
“Now what are you going to do?”
“Drown my sorrows in hot chocolate.” She took a long swig of the cooling liquid.
“Are you really sure it’s over with Tavon?”
Remi nodded. They’d already talked. Tavon wasn’t even that broken up about it. Maybe he had continued to date her like he continued to change the oil in his car. And after dating for so long, you get married. It was just the progression of things. “I’m sure.”
“I’m sorry,” she said, leaning over. Her super secret, super embarrassing crush book made another noise. Great. There was no way she didn’t hear that. Brooke lifted the cushion and pulled out the scrapbook, her stickers flying out and landing on the floor. “What is this?”
Remi lunged for it, but Brooke held it high, and since Brooke got all the tall genes, Remi couldn’t grab it. “Give it.”
“No.”
Remi huffed and wiped at her Five Nights at Freddy’s T-shirt. “You made me spill my hot chocolate.”
Disgust wrinkled Brooke’s nose. “That’s okay. Looks like you were collecting stains on there anyway.”
In defense of her shirt, it was amazingly comfortable. The kind that you slipped into when all you wanted to do was curl up with a good book and forget life. So what if it had a few stains. They didn’t make the shirt any less comfortable. Remi gave up and sat back down in her chair.
Brooke flipped through Remi’s crush book, and heat crept up Remi’s ears. “It’s nothing,” she blurted out.
“Oh, it’s something all right.” Her sister gave her a sidelong glance. “Colton?” She kept flipping, a frown growing on her face. “This is some homage.”
“Just give it.”
Brooke’s gaze bounced from Remi to the book and back again. “This doesn’t have anything to do with what happened today, does it?”
Remi scoffed and shifted in her chair. She wasn’t going to acknowledge Brooke’s stupid question. It was incredibly unlikely Remi would ever see Colton again, since he was a famous movie star now and she was a low-rung computer programmer who worked from home.
“Oh, sweetie.” Brooke sat down and set the scrapbook on the seat next to her. “You’re still in love with him?”
Well, of course. He was her first crush. He’d been there for her during the worst time of her life. He was kind, and funny, and always knew what to do to cheer her up. And now he was a movie star. How could she not be in love with him?
Instead of saying any of that, Remi just scoffed again, but she couldn’t help the tickle in her throat or the embarrassing way her eyes teared up.
“Have you talked to him?”
Remi about swallowed her tongue. “Talkedto him? Are you kidding me?”
A look of compassion crossed Brooke’s features. “I thought maybe you still kept in touch.”
She waved a hand. “No. He’s a big-time actor now.”
“Remi,” Brooke said, staring at her. “You just left your fiancé at the altar because you’re still in love with Colton. You have to face it. You have a major hang-up. It’s not going to get better. You have to purge him from your system.”
“Purge him?”
“Yes. You have to talk to him. You need to come to realize that he’s no longer the person you think you’re in love with. You have to figure out that he’s changed and you’ve changed. Things are different now.”
“Well, I don’t know how to do that. I can’t call information and get his number.” She rolled her eyes. The suggestion was ridiculous. Not to mention, if she ever did speak to Colton again she’d die of embarrassment because of what happened the last time she had seen him.
Brooke crossed her legs and pulled out her phone. “I know what to do.”
