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Today couldn’t get any worse, and the last thing I need is his dad’s sympathy. That is, if he even remembers me after the one dinner we had.
The other time we met was when James childishly stormed out of a bar when they had a fight over money. That was kind of awkward. I wince at the memory of me and Mr. Bentley standing there, staring after him as I excused myself to run after James.
What I should have done was pat Mr. Bentley on the back for not letting James get what he wanted.Spoiled little rich kid.He might have everyone else wrapped around his little finger, but he definitely doesn’t control his father.
I smile at the memory of James’s furious face.
If only I’d known then that he was a dufus, I would’ve saved myself a lot of heartache.
“Would you like another?” the bartender asks me as I lean on the bar, knowing I’m at my limit.
I shake my head and push my glass toward him. “Better not, I’ve got a plane to catch.” I give him a wink, and he smirks.
I manage to make my way out of the bar without Mr. Bentley seeing me, not that he’d give a shit. I’m sure when all is said and done, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.
He looks like the kind of guy that gets all the chicks. James mentioned to me one time that he’s a womanizer, and I can see how. Smartly dressed in a suit, with expensive looking loafers. He’s got the whole Miami Vice vibe going on. For an older guy, he is pretty hot.
You’re drunk,I remind myself.
I shake off my weird reverie and look up at the screen. Hoorah, my plane is ready to board. Finally.
I make my way to the gate, and line up in the queue. My phone chimes in my pocket as we start moving forward.
I pull it out and see it’s my best friend, Charlize. She’s Australian, and we met in college when she was here on an exchange program. We’ve been inseparable ever since, hence the fact she never left Seattle. Along with my other bestie, Imogen, we think we’re the three musketeers.
Have a safe trip, babe. I’m so sad I can’t come with you ??
That’s ok. I’ve got Mexico and copious amounts of tequila to keep me company.
I feel so bad you’re spending your bday alone, that sucks ass.
Who said I will be? ??
Way to go, tiger! That’s how you show him.
I sigh to myself. I don’t really mean it. I’m not opposed to a one-night hook up, but it’s been a long time since I’ve done that. College, to be precise. And this is Mexico, so it could be dangerous.
It occurs to me then and there that I’ve been in relationships since I was twenty-one. Seven fucking years. It’s like a lightbulb goes off in my head.
Seven years of solid relationships. Thinking that the next guy could bethe one.
I feel like giving the universe the big middle finger.
I shuffle up the line and make a vow to myself that this vacation is going to be about me. For the first time in my life, I’m going to put me and my needs first instead of twat-faced James.
IKR. James who?
She sends a high five emoji, and I laugh.
Boarding. GTG. Text you when I get to the resort.
Be safe. Love ya guts, chick.
Right back at ya. xx
I switch my phone off and hand my boarding pass to the attendant at the gate.
“Have a great flight.” She smiles.
