Page 37 of Right Place, Right Time (Second Chances)
Shortly after joining their table, Casey drags Kate off to dance.
“She’s had a few,” Decker says, staring after Casey longingly. “If she realizes she’s dancing in a club she’ll probably die of shock.” He finishes his drink and heads off to the dancefloor after them.
“He’s got it bad,” Johnny says, and I nod in agreement.
“So does our boy here,” Tom adds.
I don’t deny it, there would be no point. I probably look as lovesick as Decker does. The guys and I make small talk while I watch Kate dance with Casey. Decker dances with them off and on, staying nearby and not taking his eyes off Casey. Kate was right, those two need to sort their shit out.
After several songs, Decker approaches the table and grabs an unopened water bottle. “Hey, man,” he nods before he chugs the water.
“So what’s up with you and Casey?” I ask as he sets the empty water bottle down on the table.
“What’s up with you and Kate?”
I smirk, smart guy. “Kate says you and Casey are ‘just friends,’ but I see the way you look at her.”
He looks at me oddly before answering. “She’s my best friend. Has been my whole life.”
I laugh. “Kate says you two only just recently reconnected after being apart for a few years.”
“Yeah, so?” he asks, defensively.
“Does she know you’re in love with her?”
His eyes widen. Bingo. “Excuse me?” His eyes dart to Johnny and Tom who aren’t paying us a bit of attention. They’ve got their eyes on a bachelorette party across the club.
“She’s special, yeah?” I ask.
His eyes find Casey on the dance floor, and when they do his face transforms. Yeah, he’s a goner. “She’s everything.”
I know the feeling, buddy. I know the feeling.
