"You're such a boy. But don't worry, you're a fantastic girlfriend too."
He laughed again. "Well, actually, I could use some advice too. I think I'm going to ask Melissa to be my girlfriend. It could help smooth things out between you guys too."
"I don't want you to do that just so she's ready to be my maid of honor again."
"No, that's not it. I really like her. And I think mainly she's just upset because I won't commit, you know? But I think I'm ready for that. I'm ready to grow up."
"Ugh, growing up is so overrated."
He smiled. I could see it in his eyes. He did like her. It was so nice seeing him happy. But I still felt compelled to ask.
"So, you do really like her?"
"Yeah. She's so easy to hang out with. When she's not mad at me that is. We became really good friends after you moved here. Our relationship progressed so naturally. And she's beautiful. And so smart. And she's incredibly passionate." He immediately looked down at his food. His face looked a little red. "Yeah, it's still weird talking about this with you."
"A little." I laughed. I wasn't sure I wanted to hear about my two best friends' passionate lovemaking.
"Okay, let's just agree to be friends that talk about everything except for our sex lives." He put his hand out for me to shake.
"Deal."
"Um, so, I was thinking I'd surprise her after work. With some flowers or something. And ask her officially. Hopefully she won't want to move out either. I've gotten used to waking up next to her." He looked a little embarrassed again.
"I think she'll love that."
"Yeah?"
I nodded. I knew this would mean my relationship with Tyler would change. It would be different with Melissa too. But if it meant they were both happy, then I was happy too. I could adjust. The past few weeks I had handled so much change. I could handle one more thing.
"Well, she gets off in about half an hour. I should probably get going. If you're okay?"
"I'm good."
"You sure?"
"Go ask my best friend to be your girlfriend."
He stood up and pulled out his wallet.
"It's my turn." I shooed him.
He smiled. "See you later, Penny."
"Bye, Tyler." I watched him leave the restaurant. It was probably the last time I'd hang out with him one on one. He probably knew it too.
I sighed and looked down at my half eaten sandwich. Maybe I should go try to confront Isabella. I didn't want her to think she could intimidate me. Even if she had. I didn't want to give her the satisfaction. She was just messing with me.
Ian probably knew where she lived. It was just a question of whether or not he would take me there. I grabbed my phone and texted Ian to pick me up at the diner.
In a few minutes I saw the car pull up outside. I quickly paid the bill and walked out of the restaurant. Ian opened up the car door for me. Before he could ask me where I wanted to go, I climbed into the car. I couldn't make eye contact with him when he asked.
When he got into the car, he lowered the partition. "Where to, Penny?"
I looked out the window. "Can you take me to Isabella's?" I kept my eyes glued on the window, despite the awkward silence that greeted my ears.
"Sorry. What's her last name?"
"Hunter." I turned toward the front of the car. Luckily I only had to look at him through the rearview mirror because I was starting to feel sweaty.