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She rolls her eyes with a smile. “Yeah, sure.”
“Garrett’s a great guy.”
“I know. He’s perfect…for you,” she responds. “I’m done with dating for a while.”
“Why?”
“We’re not talking about me.”
“You mentioned there was a second thing.”
“The reason I know all this? I was here when he walked in. I thought something bad—like something really bad—had happened.”
He’d been so angry when I walked into the gym that afternoon.
“He didn’t know Tucker was cast as Thomas.”
“Oh shit.”
“Right?”
“Can I ask you something?”
“Duh, of course.”
“What if it wasn’t anger, Mi? What if it was hurt?”
“Hurt? Hurt about what?”
“Please tell me you’re not that blind.”
“What?” I ask again.
“Mia, that man loves you. Like love loves you. When you walk into the room he’s in, you’re it for him. Nothing else matters. Nothing else exists.”
A shiver runs down my spine at the memory. The intensity of his stare. Feeling like I mattered. Because to him—I did.
“And I’m going to risk being fired and tell you something you probably don’t want to hear,” she continues. “You’re the same way with him.”
“No, I’m not. We’re friends. Why does everyone confuse that?”
“Okay, let’s try this another way. Close your eyes. Go on, close them.”
I hesitate, and she motions for me to do what she says.
“I want you to picture your forever person. The person you want to have at your side when the world goes sideways. The one you want to call when you get the best piece of news ever.”
Like when I got the part that I’ve been dying to get for years. And he sat next to me, his eyes full of pride.
“Who is the man holding you on your wedding day? Who dances with you to your favorite song? The one who lets you watch your favorite movie even though you’ve seen it a billion times.”
Her questions continue, and the image gets clearer in my head with every one.
“Who is the man you want to stare down at your child with all the love in the world? The one you want teaching that child how to be an amazing human someday?”
My eyes spring open, and I hold up my hands in surrender. “I get it.”
“What do you get?”
