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“Stop. That’s so gross!”
“What’s gross?” I made my pectorals dance, something I’d only done once before just to see if I could. It was a move too embarrassing to ever try again, until now, because my embarrassment was nothing to Sadie’s. Her eyes widened. She turned beet red. And then she started laughing.
The sound bubbled out without her permission, revealing a fun-loving side she usually kept hidden beneath her signature scowl.
Sadie blew out a long breath and shook her head. “Holy cannoli. You’re the worst. I didn’t think anything about you could be worse than that shirt, but once again, you proved me wrong.”
“What can I say? I’m an overachiever.”
“And so humble.” She turned away, busying herself with rearranging all the tacos for absolutely no reason until she had them all lined up in pretty rows.
It was time to get out of her space and move back to my side of the table, to stop trying to embarrass her or make her laugh. This was Sadie, after all. I had no business flirting with her. Was that flirting? It had felt a little flirty.
When Sadie leaned forward, I caught a glimpse of a delicate gold chain peeking out from under the collar of her plain gray shirt. I’d never noticed it on her before. My fingers itched to pick it up and see if there was a pendant at the end of it.
Nope. I was holding tacos in my hands. Eating. Non-date. No flirting whatsoever.
I took my food back to my side of the table and sat my butt down. I ate until I thought my shirt actually would rip open. Sadie did the same. We had an appetite for normalcy only tacos could fill.
After we decimated a good chunk of our haul, I helped her package up the leftovers to stick in the fridge.
“What were you going to tell me about Rob?” I asked, suddenly remembering her text from earlier.
Sadie groaned. “Carmen heard through the gossip chain that you were coming to my apartment tonight. And there’s only one way she’d know that unless you told people.”
“You know I didn’t.”
Sadie nodded. “Then it was Rob.”
“Or Wendy.”
“I hadn’t considered that. No, she worked with earbuds in. He was the one listening in. What do we do about him?”
I thought about it for a minute, taking into account the culture of GoWithFriends and what we could get away with. “I’ve got this one covered, Sadie. All you need to do is go along with whatever I say on Monday.”
“Well, that’s not shady or anything.”
“Revenge is always a little shady, Sadie.”
“Ha, ha.”
“Ready for our exchange?” I asked, moving to the couch.
Sadie eyed the multiple shopping bags I’d brought. Yes, I’d bought her more than one shirt. I figured it wouldn’t hurt to be sure she liked something.
“I’m not looking for you to change me, Denver.”
“Same here.”
“Good. Then let’s do this.” Holding her stuff, she moved to the other end of the couch and stretched her long, tan legs out in front of her. She was wearing cutoff shorts again, though these ones hit mid-thigh. Sadie was tall. It was something I’d taken into account when I shopped for her. Long legs, long arms, tapered fingers, shapely shoulders. Anyway. I was pretty sure I’d bought the right size.
I peeked inside my bags, trying to decide which shirt to show her first. “So, keep in mind that trying new things can be good.”
Sadie groaned. “You bought me a midriff top, didn’t you? I just ate seven tacos.”
“I did not.” I hadn’t known that was a possibility. She didn’t even wear things like that to the gym. Did she? Time for a subject change. “Maybe you should go first. Did you find me a non-offensive body wash? Maybe something that smells like newborns and vanilla pudding?”
“Nope, you’re going first.”
