they were exaggerating.”
“News flash,” I said. “They weren’t.”
She walked into a hot dog shop. “I need something greasy and disgusting.”
“Same here.”
We ordered two hot dogs then sat down and stuffed our faces.
“How’s it going with Kyle?”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s a simple question,” she said. “How’s it going?”
“You know he’s nothing serious. He’s just a booty call.”
“Well, he’s been a booty call for a few months now,” she said. “Nothing else is going on?”
“Nope.”
“You know, that’s how Axel and I started off. Now we’re getting married.”
Kyle wasn’t my future husband. “It works for some people, not all.”
“Can I at least meet him?”
“Why?” I asked. “He’s not my boyfriend.”
“How often do you see him?”
I shrugged. “It depends.”
“On?”
“How stressed I am. Maybe one or two times a week.”
“That’s pretty often,” she said. “What’s he like?”
“He’s nice,” I said. “Perfect body. Pretty face. You know my type.”
“If he’s your type, why don’t you give him a chance?”
“What makes you think he even wants a chance?” This felt like an interrogation.
“Who are you kidding, Frankie?” she asked. “Every guy you’re with falls in love with you.”
“So not true.”
She put down her hot dog. “You really want to play this game?” She started to count with her fingers. “Cameron, John, Jason—”
“Okay, I get your point.”
She smiled victoriously. “He’s into you. I’m sure he is.”
“Well, I’m not into him.”
She picked at her fries. “You’re never into anybody. The only person you’ve ever really liked is Hawke.”
“Well, I’m picky. I’ll find someone else eventually.”
“You aren’t going to find another Hawke,” she said. “Let me save you some time.”
“Believe me, he’s not the kind of guy I’m looking for.” When I settled down, it would be with a good guy that wasn’t a flight risk. I couldn’t carry someone’s baggage anymore, not when it hurt me so much.
“It’s weird seeing you guys hang out. It’s like nothing ever happened.”
“Two years is a long time, Marie. People move on. It’s a part of life.”
“I guess…but it’s still weird.” She finished her hot dog. “Man, that was good.”
“I don’t want to know what’s in it, but it’s delicious.”
She wiped her mouth with a napkin then crumbled it into a ball. “Let’s go on a double date?”
“What?” I blurted. “Hawke and I are never getting back together.”
Her eyes narrowed on my face. “I meant Kyle.”
“Oh…” That was stupid. “No. I don’t see it going anywhere with him.”
“Well, go on a date with him and give it a shot.”
“If I liked him, I would know.” Damn, she was acting like my mom right now.
“If you’ve been sleeping with him this long, he has potential.”
“He’s really good in bed,” I said. “That’s all I care about.”
“How did you meet him anyway?”
“The gym.”
“Romantic…”
I rolled my eyes. “I walked into the guys’ changing room on accident and he was there…naked.” My cheeks reddened at the memory.
Marie’s jaw dropped. “Why didn’t you tell me this story?”
“Because it’s embarrassing.” My face burned from the heat.
“Then what happened?” She leaned forward in her seat with wide eyes.
“I did something super stupid.”
“What?” She slammed her hands down impatiently.
“I…I asked him out.”
She covered her face and laughed until tears came out of her eyes. “Oh my god, Frankie.”
I chuckled because it was kind of funny. “I wasn’t thinking. I saw him…and his package…and I just went for it.”
She wiped the tears from her eyes. “That’s the most hilarious story I’ve ever heard. I’m telling it at your wedding.”
My laughter immediately stopped. “Well, that would be awkward since I’m not going to marry this guy.”
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