Page 28 of Charming my Best Friend

I pursed my lips.

“Wanna come get funny with me?”

I smiled. “Where are you?”

“Firehouse.”

“Are you with Chelsea or-”

“Nope.”

“Are you by yourself?”

“Yeah, but the person I’m meeting should be here soon.”

“Oh.”

“You will be here soon, right?”

I sighed. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

“I will be when you come cheer me up.”

“Why? What’s wrong?”

“Ugh. Can I just tell you when you get here?”

“No,” I said. “Tell me now.”

“Can I get another one of these?” he said to someone, presumably the bartender.

“Aiden!”

“What?”

“What’s going on?”

“You really want to know?”

“Yes.”

“I broke up with my girlfriend, and my best friend has been blowing me off all day.”

I swallowed. “You broke up with Chelsea?”

“Well, she didn’t break up with me if that’s what you’re asking.”

“I’m not. I just-”

“Good. How soon will you be here?”

“A half hour?”

“Sounds good. I’ll be the guy with the great haircut and an empty barstool beside me.”

“Got it.”

“And wear something low cut. I could use a pleasant distraction.”

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