Page 20 of Falling for my Best Friend

I rolled my eyes. “I’m not even close to saved.”

“Did he say how it happened?”

“Robotripping.”

“Fuck off.”

I laughed.

“Maybe we shouldn’t go out then,” she said. “I mean, if all we need is a bottle of cough syrup and Jesus will come party with us-”

“I don’t think Cory would appreciate you making light of his religious transformation.”

“Fair enough. I’d probably fall asleep before I hallucinated anything worthwhile anyway.”

“Probably. You get loopy from half a dose of Benadryl.”

“True.”

“I actually might go out of my way to see Cory again. His Mom makes a mean strawberry cheesecake.”

Fiona pulled her knees to her chest. “How would you know that?”

“Because he gave me a piece before I left her café.”

“Wait-what?”

“His parents were on the date.”

She shook her head. “I’m sorry. That is too ridiculous.”

“I thought you would enjoy that.”

“I can just picture it. You’re there looking for an eligible booty call while your date can’t wait to introduce you to his parents. Classic.”

“One for the books anyway.”

“Well, even if you don’t want to go out, I have to shower anyway. I have Chuck’s ick vibes all over me.”

“Understandable. In the meantime, I’ll have a beer and see how I feel.”

“C’mon.” She dropped her arms to her sides. “We should go out. Otherwise you’ll just stay in and swipe left all night.” She walked over to the fridge and stared at the cool glow.

“Are you suggesting I’ll enjoy it more if I do it somewhere louder where the drinks are more expensive?”

“Yes, infinitely,” she said, pulling out two bottles of Sunset Wheat and grabbing the bottle opener off the counter.

“I’ll think about it. It’s still early.”

She set the beers down on the coffee table. “I know, but I don’t want to pay any cover charges,” she said, popping off the bottle caps and leaving them where they rolled.

“Well, it’s free to drink here all night.”

She handed me a beer. “You’re no fun.”

“That’s not true.” I took a swig of beer, thinking the berry taste would’ve gone great with another slice of cheesecake.

“You have forty five minutes to change your mind.”

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