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The actresses’ brows furrow, “Girlfriend? I thought she was your dog walker.” I feel my cheeks start to burn.
“Nope!” Vince presses a kiss on my cheek. And now I’m blushing.
“Well …” the actress is stunned, but Vince is oblivious.
“I’ll text you about Reginald. Have a nice day,” Vince calls, tugging at Violet’s leash. As we walk away, he slips his hand into the back pocket of my jeans for good measure.
“Reginald seems nice, but his mom’s a bit of a bitch. I don’t know if I want Violet around all that negative energy,” Vince muses.
I laugh so hard tears prick the corner of my eyes.
“She thought she was going to get some!” I say, elbowing his ribs.
“Can’t a man ask a woman for her phone number without it being a date?” Vince grumbles. His brow crinkles. He’s genuinely perturbed.
“I get worried about Violet. I don’t want her to get lonely,” he adds.
“You’re a great dog-Dad.” I slip my hand into his, and Violet nudges my knee with her head when she’s done sniffing a pile of trash. Vince beams. “She likes you! You’re friends!”
“Are we, Violet?” I ask, scratching her ears.
“I’m so relieved,” Vince says with a sigh.
“Was that your deal breaker?”
“Well, yes and no. Violet’s a great judge of character. No wonder the two of you get along.”
We keep walking, stopping every five minutes to give Violet the chance to dunk her head in fresh dirt or fail to eat a leaf. When we arrive back at Vince’s place, he unclips her leash and lets her sprint up the driveway. E
ven though she’s older, she still runs with the prowess of a cheetah. It’s beautiful to watch. Eventually, she lays down in the front yard and thumps her tail happily as Vince approaches and gets down to her level. He flops onto his back, and they lay side by side, looking up at the sky. It’s precious. Vince holds her paw in his hand.
“I’m happy to be home, Vi Vi,” he says as she licks his face.
He gets up, and Violet follows us back into the house before settling for a nap on the cool marble floor of the foyer.
My phone buzzes with a text from Allison with a link to a nearby coffee shop.
“Have you ever been to Moonrise?” I ask.
“Yeah! The coffee’s great there.”
“Cool, I think that’s where Al and I are going to meet. Do you want to come through at like 3:30?”
“That would be great. I’ll see you then.” Vince kisses me, and we continue to make out after I call a Lyft.
Moonrise is a tiny but chic coffee shop.
Murals of different tarot cards decorate the walls. There are a few tarot decks for sale on the ship-lap counter.
I spot Allison at a corner table. She’s wearing flowy linen pants and a white crop top with chic platform sandals. She cut her long, blonde hair into a blunt bob. It looks good.
“Hey!” I call, pulling her into a hug. She hugs me so hard my ribs hurt.
“You’re dating a rockstar, and you can’t deign to update your wardrobe. You’ve had this T-shirt since high school!” she chastises.
“Have Vince take you shopping!”
“No way. This isn’t a fucking movie. Besides, you know I hate shopping. I’m gonna grab a coffee. Do you need anything?”
