breaks up with you, and he’s with Kerstin. He’s changed, Quinn. He’s been different since he got back from Mexico.” Grabbing a pair of red cowboy boots in the closet, she added them to the outfit on the bed, again standing back to study the possibilities.
“I know. You’re right. But he actually spoke to me today. For the first time in two months he was the old Jeff. Caring, charming, we were getting close. He’s concerned. He almost kissed me until Kerstin interrupted us.”
“Oh, no you don’t. You’re not allowed to even think about kissing him, getting close to him, or especially getting back with him. Not even if he videoed himself tattooing the words ‘I’m sorry Quinn, I’m an idiot for going out with Kerstin, I love you more than life itself’ on his derrière . Not after the pieces of Quinn I had to pick up when he wouldn’t return your calls. Or staying up all night with you crying after his own mother lied to you, saying he was out. And don’t get me started on that lame ass breakup text. A text! A lifetime of friendship, four years as his girlfriend, and he sends you a text. Pathetic.”
“True. He should’ve had the guts to at least tell me to my face. And what a lame excuse! ‘I’m going through some personal stuff and need some space,’ my ass.”
“Yeah, I can see how much space that bloodsucking leech is giving him,” Reese said. “I don’t think she even lets him pee without her permission. Anyway, I’ve picked a fashion hit for tomorrow. Sure to make any boy drool.”
“Even Jeff?”
“Any boy who hasn’t been lobotomized. That rules Jeff out. Try another boy. A boy whose name starts with an ‘A’.”
“I don’t think I’m ready. Besides, I think he likes someone else.” Quinn smoothed the edge of the duvet with a hand.
“Are you kidding? I’ve seen the way he looks at you.”
“And I’ve seen the way he looks at you,” Quinn mumbled.
“What?” Reese burst out laughing. “Are you that out of practice that you don’t know how to read the signs anymore?”
“I’m not convinced. And even if Aaron did like me, I couldn’t go out with him. I would be leading him on. That’s not right.”
“I don’t think he would mind. If you ask me, Aaron’s the best way to get over Jerky McAss. Nobody said you had to marry him or even give him your heart. Besides, kissing him might distract you from the pain of your phantom limb.” Reese puckered her lips and made kissing noises.
“Very funny.”
“Hey, if you don’t want Aaron, can I go for it? I’m not nursing a broken heart.” She grinned. “But I’ll have to wear the outfit.”
“I’ll think about it.” A pang of jealousy ran through her at the thought of Reese and Aaron together.
“The outfit, or the boy?”
“Both.” Quinn smoothed the wrinkles from the shirt with the palm of her hand. “I think Marcus likes you, and he’s cute.”
“If you want Aaron, just say so. You don’t have to try and sell me on Marcus to distract me from your man.”
Quinn looked away.
“See. You know you like him. Don’t think I didn’t see you checking out his butt while he changed that tire.”
“Fine. I admit it. He does have a nice rear.”
“Doesn’t he? Seriously, you better make a move before someone snaps him up.” Reese’s phone beeped. “Oh, that’s my dad. He’s pulling into the driveway. See you tomorrow?”
“I guess.”
“You better be there.”
“Do I have a choice? You’ve already chosen my outfit.” Quinn followed Reese down the stairs.
“You better wear it.” Reese kissed Quinn on the cheek. “Later, chica .”
Quinn waved as Reese got into the Audi, leaving the door open until the car was a black dot at the end of the street. If only Reese could have stayed all night, then she wouldn’t have to be alone, she wouldn’t have to face the rising fear as bedtime approached.
Locking the bottom lock, she engaged the deadbolt, and set the security alarm. A breeze
“I know. You’re right. But he actually spoke to me today. For the first time in two months he was the old Jeff. Caring, charming, we were getting close. He’s concerned. He almost kissed me until Kerstin interrupted us.”
“Oh, no you don’t. You’re not allowed to even think about kissing him, getting close to him, or especially getting back with him. Not even if he videoed himself tattooing the words ‘I’m sorry Quinn, I’m an idiot for going out with Kerstin, I love you more than life itself’ on his derrière . Not after the pieces of Quinn I had to pick up when he wouldn’t return your calls. Or staying up all night with you crying after his own mother lied to you, saying he was out. And don’t get me started on that lame ass breakup text. A text! A lifetime of friendship, four years as his girlfriend, and he sends you a text. Pathetic.”
“True. He should’ve had the guts to at least tell me to my face. And what a lame excuse! ‘I’m going through some personal stuff and need some space,’ my ass.”
“Yeah, I can see how much space that bloodsucking leech is giving him,” Reese said. “I don’t think she even lets him pee without her permission. Anyway, I’ve picked a fashion hit for tomorrow. Sure to make any boy drool.”
“Even Jeff?”
“Any boy who hasn’t been lobotomized. That rules Jeff out. Try another boy. A boy whose name starts with an ‘A’.”
“I don’t think I’m ready. Besides, I think he likes someone else.” Quinn smoothed the edge of the duvet with a hand.
“Are you kidding? I’ve seen the way he looks at you.”
“And I’ve seen the way he looks at you,” Quinn mumbled.
“What?” Reese burst out laughing. “Are you that out of practice that you don’t know how to read the signs anymore?”
“I’m not convinced. And even if Aaron did like me, I couldn’t go out with him. I would be leading him on. That’s not right.”
“I don’t think he would mind. If you ask me, Aaron’s the best way to get over Jerky McAss. Nobody said you had to marry him or even give him your heart. Besides, kissing him might distract you from the pain of your phantom limb.” Reese puckered her lips and made kissing noises.
“Very funny.”
“Hey, if you don’t want Aaron, can I go for it? I’m not nursing a broken heart.” She grinned. “But I’ll have to wear the outfit.”
“I’ll think about it.” A pang of jealousy ran through her at the thought of Reese and Aaron together.
“The outfit, or the boy?”
“Both.” Quinn smoothed the wrinkles from the shirt with the palm of her hand. “I think Marcus likes you, and he’s cute.”
“If you want Aaron, just say so. You don’t have to try and sell me on Marcus to distract me from your man.”
Quinn looked away.
“See. You know you like him. Don’t think I didn’t see you checking out his butt while he changed that tire.”
“Fine. I admit it. He does have a nice rear.”
“Doesn’t he? Seriously, you better make a move before someone snaps him up.” Reese’s phone beeped. “Oh, that’s my dad. He’s pulling into the driveway. See you tomorrow?”
“I guess.”
“You better be there.”
“Do I have a choice? You’ve already chosen my outfit.” Quinn followed Reese down the stairs.
“You better wear it.” Reese kissed Quinn on the cheek. “Later, chica .”
Quinn waved as Reese got into the Audi, leaving the door open until the car was a black dot at the end of the street. If only Reese could have stayed all night, then she wouldn’t have to be alone, she wouldn’t have to face the rising fear as bedtime approached.
Locking the bottom lock, she engaged the deadbolt, and set the security alarm. A breeze
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