Page 48 of Charming my Best Friend

“The point is, we got a little carried away cause we were drunk, but I have no reason to think it meant anything, and I’m not about to jeopardize our friendship for something has no chance of lasting any longer than your waffle feed probably did.”

“It was a bit of a blur alright,” Fiona said, letting her head fall back.

My phone plinked on the table and I picked it up. “Speak of the devil.”

“What did he say?”

I opened the text and cleared my throat. “He said, I just liked a girl on Tinder. What do I say when she likes me back?” I read aloud as I typed, “She might not like you back. Just keep swiping and don’t get your hopes up.”

“That’s a bit harsh, don’t you think?” Fiona asked.

“Not at all. He must’ve literally just downloaded it. I’m telling you, he’s excitable right now.”

My phone plinked a second later.

“Him again?” she asked.

“What did I tell you?” I asked, opening the message. “It says, I have a really good feeling about this one. Just tell me what to say when she likes me back.” I groaned.

Fiona smiled. “Why don’t you tell him to say he’s really rich and handsome and horny?”

“I guess he could say that and get away with it,” I said, feeling a weird twist in my gut.

“Or how about…” She squinted at the coffee table. “Just broke up with my cheating ex and wondering if you wanna be my rebound?”

I shook my head. “Absolutely not.”

“What are you going to say then?”

“I don’t know.”

“Tell him that cheesy lines never work,” she said. “He should keep it simple.”

“Like hi or something?”

“How about- hi, I’m good with my hands,” she said.

“We don’t know if that’s true.”

“Whose fault is that?” she asked, looking down her nose at me.

I forced the thought of his big hands out of my mind. “This is so strange,” I said, staring at the phone. “I can always come up with something to say. I don’t get why I’m having such a hard time giving him advice on this.”

Fiona planted her forearms down on the recliner like she was getting ready to stand up. “Maybe that’s because you don’t want him to meet someone else.”

I swallowed.

“Maybe you want to keep him all to yourself.”

“Don’t be stupid. That’s ridiculous.”

She rose to her feet and stared at me. “If you say so.”

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