Page 60 of Love Unavoidable
Chapter 16
ethan
I finish giving Charlie, Chance’s sister, Sadie’s phone number, when who should poke her head out, but Sadie herself. I wave her over so I can introduce them. But she turns and walks back in the house.
“Maybe she didn’t see you,” Charlie says.
“No, she saw me. I don’t know. Something’s up. We’ve had nothing but misunderstandings and miscommunications since we met.”
“You’ll figure it out, E. I mean, come on, what girl can resist you?”
“You did,” I tease her.
“Fair point,” she says laughing. “But in my defense, I come from a long line of cops and firefighters. I don’t want to marry one too. You know?”
“Totally get it. I mean, I didn’t exactly propose, I was probably just trying to get in your pants, but whatever.” I wink. She laughs and punches my biceps.
“Dude, is my dog ready or not?” She holds out her plate expectantly. I plop the hot dog inside her bun for her.
“I thought you had a date later,” I ask her.
“I do,” she says taking a huge bite of her hotdog.
“You’ve got relish and onions on that thing. I take it you aren’t planning on any tongue action with this date.”
“Eh, if he can’t take a little onion breath this early on, we’ll never make it long term anyway.” She shrugs and laughs. I laugh with her.
“Hey, will you do me a favor?” I ask.
“Name it.”
“If I make up a hot dog plate, will you bring it to Sadie?”
“Sure.”
So, I make up a plate for Sadie, failing to remember what condiments she doesn’t like, finally just putting everything on the side of the plate along with a spoon and knife. Then send Charlie off in search of her.
Not even two minutes later, Sadie comes stomping out of the house holding the plate out in front of her as though it’s a snake, with Charlie trailing not too far behind.
“What is this?” Sadie asks.
“It’s a hotdog, Grace.”
“Don’t call me that.”
“It’s a hotdog, Sadie.”
“Why?”
“Why what?”
“Why did you make up a plate for me then send your little girlfriend to bring it. Is this your idea of a cruel joke?”
“Huh? No. Not even. Wait a minute, okay, first Charlie is not my girlfriend—”
“Well, of course not, says the guy who can’t ever stand to see the same girl twice.” She turns to face Charlie. “I’m telling you now, to save you a lot of heartache, this one doesn’t do seconds. Or thirds. So make sure you get your fill the first time around, ‘cause he will scurry away afterward like the rat he is.”
“Okay, that’s not—”
