him . . . and the number of times he calls her between surgeries, it’s so cute that they are so in love.”
Suddenly, a sour look came onto her face. “The only thing that annoys me is that Alex is ALWAYS there FLIRTING. It’s annoying when he just ignores Mrs. Reid and Adele and keeps hitting on me!”
“Well, you know he is called THE PLAYER for a reason, right?” Jo laughed, trying to picture Abby trying to work and Alex flirting with her when Aiden’s family was around.
“And I told you about Mrs. Reid before, right? She is wonderful; she owns that patisserie we visit. I tried some of her pastries today,” Abigail said. “And Alex was arguing with his cousin, Ashton. You know they were fighting over a pastry? He’s so childish! Little Aubrey is a sweetheart; she kept on asking Alex when Aiden would visit her. Alex is not that bad,” she sighed. “I mean, he is a player but when I saw him with his family I felt like this person was completely different from Alex . He was kind; he cared about his little cousin. He teased Adele and troubled Ashton. And the way he behaved with Mrs. Reid . . . it was as though he was her son. He may call her aunt, but he loved her like a mother. And she treated him the same way. Just like her other kids.”
“So, do you like Alex, then?” Jo asked curiously.
Abigail sighed and ran her hand through her hair. “I don’t know, Jo . . . it’s just that I could feel a connection with him from when we met, you know, that sort of spark. And he is funny and interesting and doesn’t think of women as senseless idiots, but he is also the player who changes girlfriends like people change clothes. I don’t know if I can trust him, and isn’t that the basis of any relationship?” She looked at Jo, confused and lost, and Jo didn’t know what to tell her.
“He hasn’t really dated anyone since I met him, Abby. Sure he flirts, but it’s harmless. He never leads anyone on.” Jo hoped that these two would sort it out soon.
* * *
It was late when Aiden reached home; he just wanted a shower and a coffee. The dinner was good; he couldn’t believe that Jo thought he was the one getting married.
After taking a shower, he made himself some coffee and switched on the television. Few minutes later, he heard the doorbell ring. Who could be visiting at this time? He wondered. It must be Alex; he usually crashed at Aiden’s place when he didn’t want to go home. Aiden groaned and opened the door, but was surprised to see Adele standing there with a small duffel bag in her hand.
“Hi Aiden,” she said and walked in. Wait a second, why is Adele here?
“Hey, how are you?” Aiden asked. “Is everything alright? It’s late, and wouldn’t Gabe be wondering where you are right now?” Too many questions, Aiden!
“I’m good. And no, Gabe doesn’t know where I am, and it’s not like he cares,” she said and sat down on the couch. “What are you watching? You don’t mind me staying here for few days, right?”
“Fe . . . Few days? Ady, look at me,” he called and stood right in front of her. “What are you talking about? What do you mean he doesn’t care?”
“Aiden, calm down! I’m here because if I go to Mom and Dad’s place they will ask me lots of questions. Come to think of it, you are doing the same. Maybe I should have stayed at Alex’s,” she said.
“Adele, what’s wrong? Did you guys have a fight? I don’t mind you staying here. You can stay here as long as you want. But please tell me if there is something wrong,” he murmured as he sat next to her.
She rested her head on his shoulder and whispered, “It was so easy when we were kids, and no responsibilities and we could stay with our parents and go on vacations. I miss that, Aiden; everything has changed. Gabe has changed. He doesn’t spend time with me. He isn’t home yet. And he will call when he finds out that I am not there.”
Just as she said that, her phone began to
Suddenly, a sour look came onto her face. “The only thing that annoys me is that Alex is ALWAYS there FLIRTING. It’s annoying when he just ignores Mrs. Reid and Adele and keeps hitting on me!”
“Well, you know he is called THE PLAYER for a reason, right?” Jo laughed, trying to picture Abby trying to work and Alex flirting with her when Aiden’s family was around.
“And I told you about Mrs. Reid before, right? She is wonderful; she owns that patisserie we visit. I tried some of her pastries today,” Abigail said. “And Alex was arguing with his cousin, Ashton. You know they were fighting over a pastry? He’s so childish! Little Aubrey is a sweetheart; she kept on asking Alex when Aiden would visit her. Alex is not that bad,” she sighed. “I mean, he is a player but when I saw him with his family I felt like this person was completely different from Alex . He was kind; he cared about his little cousin. He teased Adele and troubled Ashton. And the way he behaved with Mrs. Reid . . . it was as though he was her son. He may call her aunt, but he loved her like a mother. And she treated him the same way. Just like her other kids.”
“So, do you like Alex, then?” Jo asked curiously.
Abigail sighed and ran her hand through her hair. “I don’t know, Jo . . . it’s just that I could feel a connection with him from when we met, you know, that sort of spark. And he is funny and interesting and doesn’t think of women as senseless idiots, but he is also the player who changes girlfriends like people change clothes. I don’t know if I can trust him, and isn’t that the basis of any relationship?” She looked at Jo, confused and lost, and Jo didn’t know what to tell her.
“He hasn’t really dated anyone since I met him, Abby. Sure he flirts, but it’s harmless. He never leads anyone on.” Jo hoped that these two would sort it out soon.
* * *
It was late when Aiden reached home; he just wanted a shower and a coffee. The dinner was good; he couldn’t believe that Jo thought he was the one getting married.
After taking a shower, he made himself some coffee and switched on the television. Few minutes later, he heard the doorbell ring. Who could be visiting at this time? He wondered. It must be Alex; he usually crashed at Aiden’s place when he didn’t want to go home. Aiden groaned and opened the door, but was surprised to see Adele standing there with a small duffel bag in her hand.
“Hi Aiden,” she said and walked in. Wait a second, why is Adele here?
“Hey, how are you?” Aiden asked. “Is everything alright? It’s late, and wouldn’t Gabe be wondering where you are right now?” Too many questions, Aiden!
“I’m good. And no, Gabe doesn’t know where I am, and it’s not like he cares,” she said and sat down on the couch. “What are you watching? You don’t mind me staying here for few days, right?”
“Fe . . . Few days? Ady, look at me,” he called and stood right in front of her. “What are you talking about? What do you mean he doesn’t care?”
“Aiden, calm down! I’m here because if I go to Mom and Dad’s place they will ask me lots of questions. Come to think of it, you are doing the same. Maybe I should have stayed at Alex’s,” she said.
“Adele, what’s wrong? Did you guys have a fight? I don’t mind you staying here. You can stay here as long as you want. But please tell me if there is something wrong,” he murmured as he sat next to her.
She rested her head on his shoulder and whispered, “It was so easy when we were kids, and no responsibilities and we could stay with our parents and go on vacations. I miss that, Aiden; everything has changed. Gabe has changed. He doesn’t spend time with me. He isn’t home yet. And he will call when he finds out that I am not there.”
Just as she said that, her phone began to
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