Page 115 of Love Unavoidable
“Psshh, what’s your favorite.” She rolls her eyes and laughs. “Brad’s watching the fight in the living room. Go join him, I’ll let you know when it’s ready.”
I sink into a leather chair next to Brad in front of the wide screen TV. The commentators are still going over highlights of each fighter so I haven’t missed anything yet.
“S’up?” Brad bobs his chin at me.
“Nothing good.”
“Want to talk about it, honey?”
“Nah.”
He turns back to the TV.
“Oh, wait,” I say. “What’s my favorite? Kat said she was making my favorite.”
“Oh, uh, those stuffed double hamburgers that she broils, with the cheese and peppers inside.”
“I do like those.” It was sweet of Kat to remember.
We spend the evening eating, laughing, and watching the fight with me failing to resist the urge to check my phone every few minutes for a message from Sadie. Kat notices and teases me about it, but I don’t think Brad does. Or, if he does, he’s a nice enough friend to not mention what a sap I am. I go home stuffed and content after the guy Kat thought was hot wins and not the same guy Brad or I wanted to win.
I get a text from Sadie when I’m almost home.
GORGEOUS: I miss you.
ME: I miss you. You hanging in there?
The three dots appear. Then go away. Then appear and go away.
They don’t come back again.
