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“No, I’m not! I only want Brandon.”
“Okay. Okay. I’m sorry. Yes, we are Team Brandon, but that doesn’t mean you can’t looky-look. It’s not like Brandon is giving you any attention besides work.”
I groaned, once again slamming my head into the table. This was where I should stay—and keep hitting my head on the table until all my problems were solved.
“You know I’m super appreciative of what Brandon did for me, right?” Jill continued.
“Mm-hmm,” was all I managed.
“But he can be a dunst in the love department. If he’s never going to ask you out, you are free to date whoever you want.”
I groaned in response. I had nothing to refute what Jill was saying, but I still held out hope that one day Brandon would wake up and realize how important I was to him. This undeniable want was buried so deep inside me it wouldn’t go away.
“Explain to me why no matter what I tell myself, there’s some sort of magnet inside me that pulls me to Brandon. It’s so strong I can’t sleep some nights until I see him. And as soon as I get even a glimpse of him, it’s like all my problems fall away.”
“Oh, Becca.”
“It’s not just that, Jill. The boys I thought I loved before—none of them compared to Brandon. Is it because they were boys? I don’t think so. I really did love them, but not like this. It’s like my whole being is yelling at me to make him see me, to acknowledge our love, to pay attention to me!”
“Becca—”
“He keeps doing the nicest things for me. Did you know he called Mr. Holloway and told him the mess in the hallway was all his fault? He paid for the clean up! What is happening, Jill? Because I have no idea what’s going on between us, and I don’t know what to think anymore!” I put my face into my hands and cried.
Jill came over to the sofa and pulled me into her arms, rocking me until I calmed. “I don’t know what to tell you except that Brandon is an idiot. He doesn’t know a good thing when it’s right under his nose.”
“Literally.” I sat up and wiped my tears. This was not going to do. “But let’s not talk about Brandon anymore.”
“Are you sure? I think another good cry is in order.”
“No, I’m not wasting another second talking about Brandon when I barely get to see you these days. How have you been?”
Jill gave me a squeeze, letting me go and scooting back. “I’ve been doing really well. Luc dotes on me, and I’ve had to tell him to give me some personal space. Otherwise, he’d be by my side all the time.”
I laughed. “I’m glad I can be of some use these days.”
“Stop it, Becca! You mean a lot to me. We have to keep seeing each other! I would miss you too much if we didn’t catch up at least once a month.”
I reached out to hold her hand and smiled. “I would too. By the way, what was that super loud noise when I called the other day?”
“Oh, that was Luc and his brothers having fun with electric saws. Now that Luc and I are together, the family has gotten it into their heads that we can’t live in our apartments anymore. They think we need a proper home, so they decided to build us one.”
Build them a home?“But you’re not even engaged, much less married!”
“I tried telling them that, but . . .” Jill shrugged and rolled her eyes.
I laughed and, of course, my brain ventured to Brandon, who was most likely working on the house with his brothers right now.
Jill must have seen my face fall because she suddenly blurted, “Hey, why don’t you invite Thomas to the Thanksgiving party at Luigi’s? That should set a fire under Brandon’s—”
“Did you not hear what I said? He told me I’m like a sister to him.” I shook my head. “There would be no point.”
This time it was Jill’s turn to laugh. “Brandon is into you. Trust me.”
I gave her a look. What was she not telling me?
“Someone needs to make Brandon jealous enough to make a move,” Jill announced. “And it’s only fair to you to move on since he’s made it very clear he’s not interested.”
I wrapped the blanket I was holding even tighter around my body and snuggled into the sofa, not wanting to say anything more on the matter.
