Page 46 of Charming my Best Friend

She shrugged without opening her eyes. “You’re right. I’ve lost count. So how was your night?”

I figured I’d just tell her cause she probably wouldn’t remember anyway.

“Aiden broke up with Chelsea.”

Her head popped up and she looked at me through bloodshot eyes. “Did you tell him-”

I shook my head. “No, I guess he figured it out himself. I’m not sure how. He was pretty drunk when he called me.”

“So did you go meet up with him?”

I nodded.

“Why are you making that face?”

“He kissed me, Fiona.”

“Fuck off.”

“I did.”

“What?”

“I did fuck off. Right after.”

She leaned forward and hung her head. “Wait what? More water. Then details.”

I rolled my eyes and grabbed her empty glass. She was mouthy when she was drunk, but she always obliged me when I was in a similar state.

“Alright,” she said, reaching for her refill. “Tell me everything.”

“So he called me from Firehouse and told me to-”

“Okay, I was lying. Please skip to the good parts. Time is of the essence here.”

“Right. So we were back at his place and he cut himself making nachos.”

“I’m not even going to ask.”

“I know. Anyway, I put a band aid on him, and a second later he was kissing me.”

She squealed and clapped her hands together. “And I thought my night was exciting!”

“It was exciting all right, perhaps more exciting than I wanted it to be.”

“What are you talking about? Haven’t you been waiting for this moment forever?”

“No.”

She cocked her head.

“I mean, sure, maybe there was a time back in the day when I really wanted something to happen, but I’m over it.”

“Really?”

“And I definitely never meant for it to happen like this.”

“Isn’t the important thing that it happened? That he realized what a babe you are?”

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