Page 64 of Fun Together
She takes a sip of her beer. “Actually, I’m already dating someone, but it’s early days and my mom doesn’t know yet.”
“Ah, I see.” Now, I feel more relaxed, pressure easing a bit. “So, tell me about them.”
Her face lights up, like she can’t wait to talk about this new relationship. “We work together and I kind of hated her at first. Attorneys are very competitive.” She grins, like she’s thinking of something amusing. “But then we started talking more, and the rest is history.”
“That’s awesome. Honestly, I’m kind of relieved.”
“Are you already seeing someone too?”
“No, not seeing anybody.” Again, my stupid brain goes to Faye. My stupid brain wants to date Faye. I want my face to light up, too. “Can I ask you for some advice?”
It sucks having the one person you normally go to for advice be the last one you should. I haven’t heard from Andrew since he left, and no news is usually good news with him. Maybe he’s falling madly in love, and he won’t care at all if I date Faye. This will be a funny story we talk about some day.
“Go for it.”
“I’m sure you took all kinds of ethics classes in law school, right?”
“Oh yeah.”
“On a scale of one to ten, how ethical is it to want to be with your best friend’s ex?”
“I feel like I have to say that this is not legal advice, and all opinions are my own. But if one is murdering someone and ten is Mother Teresa, I’d say you’re sitting at a solid seven to eight on the ethical scale.”
“So it’s not bad, then?”
“Notbad. . . necessarily, but it sounds messy. That’s for sure.”
“Yeah.” I sigh. “It does.”
Messy isn’t really what I need right now, either. It may not be ethically wrong to date Faye, but it might create waves neither of us want to deal with.
“Ultimately, you have to follow your heart,” she says and then shakes her head. “That was incredibly cheesy.”
I laugh. “Cheesy, but true.”
I wonder if my feelings for Faye are coming from the heart or just from my insatiable curiosity about her. Could those two things be one and the same?
“Speaking of cheesy—” She gestures to the grilled cheese food truck parked on the street. “Want to get some food?”
“Never been one to turn down a grilled cheese.”
I end up having a good time hanging out with her, despite how much I didn’t want to be there at first. She even mentioned she was looking for something active to do and I invited her to come check out the softball league this week.
After parting ways with Dani, I’m in pretty good spirits. But as I walk to my car, I can’t stop thinking about how Faye and Cameron might be ending their date. Or if their date doesn’t end at all, and they spend the entire night together.
I don’t drive home yet. Instead, I spend about an hour driving around aimlessly before heading back to my parents’ house.
A few hours later,I can’t sleep and decide to call Faye.
I tell myself it’s just to make sure she’s home okay. We both have trouble sleeping, so I don’t think she’ll be in bed yet. The phone rings a few times.
What if she’s still with Cameron? What is she’s having sex with Cameron right this second? I pull the phone away from my ear to hang up when I hear her answer.
“Hey,” she says, a little groggy.
I feel my stomach unclench. I sit up and prop my pillow behind me. “Hey.” I’m suddenly at a loss for words.
She laughs out another, “Hey.”
