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“Uh, thanks.”
He nods, his features tight, and I nod back. We’re silent as I slide into the driver’s seat and buckle up. Then he’s leaning down so that we’re eye to eye.
“Why don’t you let me drive you?”
“I’m good. I know that you must be tired.”
“I don’t mind.”
“Really, it’s okay.”
I can see that he wants to argue with me some more, but he bites his tongue and nods once.
“Be safe. Call me if you need anything.”
“I don’t have your number,” I point out, and he pulls out his phone and passes it to me.
I enter my number, looking up at him with a frown when I pass the phone back to him. He calls me and hangs up once my phone rings.
“Now you do.”
“Yeah.”
Yeah, now you do.
How come he’s been avoiding me all week? Then, as soon as he thinks I’m going out with someone else, he’s all over me.
I was going to tell him that I was just seeing Pia for dinner, but now I’m too pissed off at him to bother to correct his assumptions.
“See you later.”
I reach past him and grab the door handle, pulling the door closed. He has to jump out of the way, and I don’t bother to look at him as I start the car and back out of my parking spot.
Part of me loves that he’s finally showing some interest in me, but I shouldn’t have to be going out with someone else for him to make a move. If he really wanted me, he should be man enough to tell me so.
I stew the entire drive to The Social Kitchen. When I park, Pia is already there and waiting for me by the front doors.
“Hey!” I greet her, running over to give her a hug.
It’s still weird to not be living with her. We talk every day and try to meet up at least twice a week, but it’s not the same as living together and getting to see her all the time.
“How’s Levi?”
“He’s good. He wanted me to tell you hi.”
“Say hi back.”
“I will. Come on, let’s eat.”
She loops her arm through mine, and I grin as we head inside. We get seated at a table in the back, and neither of us bothers with a menu. We get the same thing every time we come here.
“You look amazing, by the way. I love the dress! Is it new?”
“Yeah, I saw it in a store downtown. I had to take my car for an oil change and went window shopping while waiting.”
“I love it. You’ll have to let me borrow it sometime.”
“Of course. My closet is your closet,” I say with a laugh.
