Page 8 of The Plus One Professional

“Well, we never actually, officially, broke up. But when he came home that Christmas, he had a girl with him.”

Trevor recoiled in horror.

“Anyway, we stayed friends. We email, mostly.” I’d saved all his emails and planned on making a book out of them and presenting it to him on our wedding night.

“So, you’ve just beenfriendsfor the past twenty years?” Trevor lifted his brow as if he didn’t believe that for a second.

“Since he graduated from college, he’s lived in eight different countries, and then, for the past year, he’s been in New York. But whenever he comes back to visit his parents, we, you know…”

“Hookup!” Trevor filled in the blank.

“Yes, but it’s more than that. It’s like we pick up right where we left off.”

His brow lifted again. “But then he leaves again.”

“Yes, but he’s moving back here. He called and said that we needed to talk.”

“Hmm.”

“What?” I asked.

“I just don’t think you should settle for being a D-C.”

“A D-C?” I parroted.

“Dust collector.”

“A dust collector?” I repeated, still not having any idea what he was talking about.

“You get put on a shelf, and whenever Simon wants to play with you, he takes you down and then puts you right back up when he’s done.”

Crap.That’s basically the same thing that Billie had said. But they didn’t understand that the timing just hadn’t been right.

“Why would you settle for that when tall, dark, and delicious is clearly interested in getting a piece of your wedding cake?”

“Who?”

I turned and saw the man, who was mynotwork crush, staring at me. I’d been so busy today that I hadn’t even realized he was here. I spun back to Trevor and whispered, “He’snotinterested in my wedding cake.”

“Yes, he is,” Trevor insisted.

“What did I miss?” Olivia asked as she joined us.

“He’s here,” I whispered to my bestie.

“Who’s here?” she asked.

Trevor’s eyes cut to the side. “Three o’clock. Navy suit. Zac Efron look-a-like.”

Zac Efron. That’s exactly what I’d thought.

I’d pointed him out to Olivia at a wedding we’d both been to a few months ago.

“This is thefifthwedding I’ve seen him at in the past three months. He’s always with a different woman. Today, he’s with Jenna, Holly’s sister. But Holly said Jenna wasn’t dating anyone.”

“Oh, they’re not together,” Trevor stated confidently.

“How do you know?” I asked.

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