Page 144 of Love Undiscovered
“That’s so sweet!” Lexie cries. “I love this so much. Remi needs someone who will keep her in line. Otherwise, she just walks all over guys. Chews them up and spits them out.”
I laugh, even though I can picture Remi doing just that.
Figuratively, of course.
“And you love her, despite that.” Lexie sighs.
“Let’s slow it down a little bit. I said IthinkI’m in love with her.”
“Oh, I just know she feels the same. She loves—”
“Hey, don’t go putting words in Remi’s mouth,” Kat interrupts. “You don’t know how she feels.”
“Wow. Is that some kind of warning?” I ask, frowning.
“Not necessarily,” she says. “I just don’t think we should assume anything. That’s all.”
“Ok,” I say. “I get that. It makes me nervous, but I get it.”
“How much longer ‘til we get there?” Lexie asks.
“Considering we've been on the road about twenty minutes and it's a two-hour drive without traffic delays...” Kat says.
“I'm just so excited to get there,” Lexie says. “Remi will be so happy to see us. I love surprises.”
“Not all surprises are good ones,” Kat says.
“Okay, cranky pants. No need to be so negative,” Lexie says.
“I'm not negative, I’m—”
“A realist, I know,” Lexie interrupts Kat with a sigh.
I break into the conversation. “Ladies, I have to ask, why did you guys have a bet anyway?”
“Does it matter?” Kat asks.
“Because,” Lexie says. “Remi has a hard time with relationships and we wanted her to see that they aren’t so bad.”
“Not that a month would have been a full-blown relationship,” Kat says. “But it would give her an idea of consistency. No, that’s not the right word. Gah! Lex, what’s the word I’m trying to think of?”
“Stability?” Lexie suggests.
“No, but that will work,” Kat says to Lexie. Then turns to me and says, “Besides, Bauer, you know what I mean.”
I nod because I think I do know what she means.
“And we decided on a month because that’s practically the longest that Remi has dated someone who lived in the same city as her. She needed to see that it’s not so bad to do.”
“Right, and that relationships can be okay. Good even. And they don’t need to last forever to have a positive impact on your life,” Kat says.
“Since her Louboutins are her favorite thing, and are crazy expensive, we figured she would take it most serious if they were at stake,” Lexie says. “So the bet was that she had to date someone for a month, seeing them at least twice a week, or she had to give her shoes to a homeless woman on the street.”
“Longevity!” Kat says, referring back to her earlier point. “It gives her an idea of longevity with a person. No, that’s not right either. Maybe I just meant commitment.”
“Jesus Christ,” I say. “You mean to tell me she can commit to a nine hundred dollar pair of shoes, but not to a few dates with the same guy?”
Both girls stay oddly silent when I ask this question.
