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Jaime was not going to let this go.
"And I know this is something you don't want to talk about-"
"You got that right," she grumbled almost under her breath.
"But as your bestie sometimes I have to go against the grain and risk excommunication-"
"Excommunication? I'm not the Pope!"
"You are my bossbabe, Tracy."
"Just say it." Tracy felt like she was on pins and needles. "I promise not to kick your butt if you hurt my feelings."
Jaime snuck a look over at her. "It would be hard to kick my ass since I'm sitting down."
"Well you have to pee sometime."
"Fine. Fine." Jaime groaned and set the cruise control. "Seriously though. I saw how you were excited to see him and he wasn't exactly hiding how much he liked seeing you. That's not in question."
"Ohhhhkay?"
"For a long time you've had his NO WAY policy with guys in law enforcement, but I think you're splitting the difference emotionally." A car ahead of them slowed and Jaime touched the brake. "I hear the difference in your voice when you're happy and when... when you're pulling back."
"When I'm what?"
"Pulling back. Tapping the brakes. I think you're just waiting for him to mess up."
Tracy felt her mouth go dry.
She was glad that Jaime's focus was on the road.
Tracy didn't like the face looking back at her from the windshield reflection.
Jaime was right. She was already thinking about what she'd do when things went wrong.
It wasn't easy to look in the mirror when it wasn't a happy face staring back at her. Even worse, she was setting herself up for problems in the future.
The future.
She let out a breath and closed her eyes.
"Do I really want to sabotage this before it's really started?"
The traffic evened out again and Jaime reset the cruise control. "Seriously, Trace? I'm betting you spent the night in the man's bed and you're thinking it hasn't really started?"
Tracy reached out her arm and gave her a playful poke in her arm. "Well... we're in the twenty-first century. Things are more... uh... adventurous now."
Jaime sighed, but the end of her breath was more of a snicker. "Look at it however you want to, girlfriend. You're in a relationship with tall, blond, and built. You might as well suck it up and deal with it."
"Oh, the humanity!" Tracy's phone pinged. "Next exit leads to all things amazing."
"In other words," Jaime lifted her fingers off of the steering wheel, wiggling them like 'spirit fingers.’
Together they cheered.
"Buckee's!!!"
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