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And what I imagined would beamazing.
Even so.
“Let me get this straight,” I said evenly. “You told Hale Wheeler about my family dinner tonight?”
“Just how awesome it would be if he went with you,” one of my best friends, who was now a huge-ass traitor, replied. “You know, as a lark. But they wouldn’t know that, obviously.”
Had she had this planned all along? Was that why she was so adamant about coming?
Truth: only Fliss would take my assertions that some guy was a major asshole and turn that into a scheme to be invited in his presence so she could arrange for him to play my fake date so my brother, sister and mother wouldn’t be too hard on me.
She was punk. She was counterculture. She hadn’t met a rule she hadn’t been happy to find her own unique way to break. I loved all of that about her.
Usually.
Just learned truth: even when the stakes were high,for me, she was still happy to engage in this behavior.
But…what the fuck?
This wasn’t a club.
This was my business.
I was in that apartment in a professional capacity.
And so was she,as a representative of me.
I looked to Hale. “Thank you for your offer, but it’s unnecessary.”
“I’ve got nothing else on,” he shared.
“Again, thank you, but it’ll be fine,” I returned stiffly.
“Maybe, but from the shit Fliss said, it’d be a kick, don’t you think?” Hale asked.
I turned again to Fliss. “From the shit you said?”
She opened her eyes really wide, pressed her lips very tight, and looked left to right without moving her head.
Why was I having this conversation in front of Hale when I could ream her in the Lyft? Then instigate a friend divorce. Immediately.
I returned my attention to him. “Again, thank you, but I’m good.” I tossed out a hand. “And thank you for this morning. It went well. I hope you agree.”
Hale pushed from the couch, his eyes on Fliss. “You go. I’ll have my car take Elsa home.”
Wait.
What?
Fliss was rolling her case toward the elevator. “Cool. Works for me.”
“Hang on,” I said.
Felicity had tagged the button when she remarked, “I think, you talk to Hale, you’ll see the merits of my idea.”
I moved to her, saying, “We can talk about it in the car.”
“I won’t be in your car, you’ll be in his car,” Fliss replied, and the elevator doors opened.
