Page 5 of Charming my Best Friend

“I used the Visa.”

“Right.” Of course you did. “So how much did I spend on forks and knives and stuff?”

She laughed. “You sound like your Dad.”

“And everyone else who likes to know the balance on their credit card.”

She shrugged.

“Well?”

She squinted like she couldn’t quite remember. “Around forty five hundred I think.”

I almost choked on my pizza. “Sorry.” I took a sip of my beer to clear my throat. “I thought you said forty five hundred.”

She looked at me blankly.

“Please tell me you’re joking.”

“When have you ever known me to joke about Tiffany’s?”

I clenched my jaw and exhaled through my nose.

“Why are you making that face? I didn’t exceed the limit or anything.”

“That’s not the point.”

“Should I have used a payment plan?”

I put my hands on my head. “You should’ve waited until I got home and then fucking discussed it with me is what you should’ve done.”

“Sorry.” She stabbed some lettuce with her fork. “I thought it would be a nice gift because it would make her think of you every day.”

“What?! She’s my sister! She thinks about me every day anyway!”

Chelsea kept her eyes down on her food.

“You’ve met Claire. Do you really think she would want me to spend that kind of money on her wedding present?”

“I figured that, because she’s your sister, you wouldn’t think the money was important.”

“Well, you thought wrong.”

“It’s not like you can’t return it and get her something cheaper.”

“No shit.”

“Like a gravy boat or some stupid crap she’ll only use once a year.”

I rested my elbows on the table and put my head in my hands.

“I’m sorry, babe. I was only trying to help.”

I sat up and looked at her. “By what? Bankrupting me?”

She rolled her eyes.

“You know what it sounds like to me?” I asked.

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