Page 6 of Hot Four Teacher
“I don’t just sit around and do nothing all day, you know? I do have a job, and I’ve been trying new hobbies.”
“Wouldn’t it be more fun to do those things with someone else?”
I don’t know about that. I haven’t had much luck with men. Eventually, I just kind of gave up. It never seemed like that big of a deal for me, but I guess Eve has put more stock in it than I ever have.
“How about you worry about having fun with your friends, and I’ll worry about everything else?” I run my thumb over her cheek. “You’re far too young to be so damn serious.”
“Fine.” She nods. “Just promise me that you’ll at least think about going out and having some fun.”
“Okay, okay. I’ll think about it.”
Eve’s phone chimes next to her. She grabs it and says, “Jill’s mom is about five minutes away.”
“Alright. You need to finish packing. Come on, I’ll help.”
***
It ends up taking longer than five minutes to get Eve out the door. Not surprising. That girl would forget her head if it wasn’t attached to the rest of her body.
When she’s finally gone, I take a moment to listen to the silence. It’s lovely. Living with Eve isn’t exactly quiet. She’s either attached to me, talking my ear off. Or she’s mad at me and bitching or slamming doors. While I know I’ll be miserable when she moves out, I still enjoy the quiet every once in a while.
Now, I just need to figure out what I want to do with the rest of my evening. I walk over to my espresso machine and contemplate if I want one. Drinking caffeine this late wouldn’t keep me awake, but it would give me some fucked up dreams. Still not making a decision, I grab my phone. Pulling up my email, I scroll through and look for anything important. Something out of the ordinary catches my eye.
I click on it to get a better look.
Are you tired of being alone? Sick of being single? Maybe it’s time to try online dating.
“Or not,” I mutter out loud.
The email under that says:
Need someone to give your love to? Adopt a pet at this week’s adoption fair!
Okay, what’s going on?
Enough of that.
I set my phone back down on the counter and start going through the stack of mail.
Bills. Bills. More bills. Fast food coupons. And…son of a bitch.
The last thing in the pile is a flyer…for speed dating.
“You have got to be kidding me,” I mumble, picking up my phone once more. I punch in my older sister Liz’s number.
“Hey sis, what’s up?” She answers.
“Do I seem old to you?” I ask.
“I should hope not since I have a few years on you.”
“Do I come off like an old spinster? Should I be buying a bunch of cats?”
“Hold on,” she says. Moments later, my phone vibrates with a notification that she wants to switch to a video call.
I hit accept, and Liz pops up on the screen. She’s handing her toddler daughter off to her husband.
“You okay?” Jack asks her.
