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“Yep.”
“I can’t speak for sixteen years ago,” Gabriel says. “But the guy seemed okay the other day.”
Blake’s head snaps to him. “You’ve met him?”
“Yeah, when I went to beg Marissa to help me get you back, he was there imploring her to take him back.”
Blake stares at me now. “You never told me.”
“Because there was nothing to say. I shut him down, and that was it. Your boyfriend can confirm.”
Gabriel nods. “You could wipe the floor with the guy after she left.”
“I want to meet him now,” Blake says. “Is he handsome?” she asks Gabriel.
Her boyfriend shrugs. “If you’re into high cheekbones, square jaws, and piercing blue eyes, then, yes, I guess.”
She turns to me with a wicked grin. “Sounds very handsome to me.”
“Not relevant.”
Blake places her hands under her chin and bats her lashes. “Oh, I think it is. And at least your babies will be beautiful.”
“Baby, singular.”
I’m about to revoke her best friend status when Gabriel’s buzzer rings.
“Were you waiting for someone?” Blake asks.
“No.” Gabriel shrugs, standing to get the door. “You?”
“Nope.”
Five minutes later, another tall dude, who looks remarkably like Blake’s boyfriend except for having lighter hair and hazel-green eyes instead of brown, plonks on my section of the couch with a heavy sigh. “Hi, everyone,” he says.
“Thomas,” Blake greets him, confirming this is Gabriel’s brother. “What’s up with you?”
The brother stares at the ceiling with a lost expression. “I’ve met the woman of my dreams.”
Blake frowns. “And that’s a bad thing?”
“Yes, since she wants nothing to do with me.”
“Honey?” Gabriel turns to Blake. “Did you change the name on the door to The Lonely Hearts Club or something?”
“No.”
“Then why are everybody and their mother coming over to complain about their love lives?”
Thomas turns to me. “You’re here for the woes of the heart, too?”
“Well, not exactly, but in a way…”
Thomas nods at me and then pouts at his brother. “You’re the happy couple in a grown-up relationship. The least you could do is listen to close family’s and…” He looks at me.
“Best friends,” I offer.
“…and best friend’s relationship troubles.”
