Page 16 of The Plus Ones
I laugh. “They did not.”
“You can ask him yourself.”
“I plan to.”
“You going to see your family? Baltimore, right?”
“Yeah, Baltimore. I’m going for a few days, that’s all. You’re staying here?”
“Yeah. You going to Chase and Aimee’s for New Year’s?”
“Yes. Are you?”
“Wouldn’t miss it.”
“Well, I may or may not see you there.”
He crosses his fingers and holds them up. “OMG! I hope I get to see you there!”
“Are you going anywhere else that night?”
“Why?”
“Are you going to their place early, or are you going to be there for midnight, or…”
“Why don’t you just tell me when you’re going and ask me to show up after you’ve left?”
“Because that would be rude.”
He shakes his head, raises his hand, and walks out to the street when a black BMW slows down. He opens the back door for me.
“Okay, thank you. I’ll see you around,” I say.
“Not if you can help it,” he says.
As soon as I’ve said hello to Manny, told him where I’m going, and fastened my seat belt, Keaton gets in beside me and shuts the car door. “Go ahead, Manny. I’ll ride back with you.”
I frown at him. “Really?”
“Aren’t you tired of this?”
“Tired of what?”
“This dynamic.”
“No. I’m fine with it.”
He scrubs his face with his clean, manicured hands. “Are we cool, Roxy?”
God, it makes me nuts whenever he says my name. “Regarding?”
“You know. The wedding. What happened between us.”
“What happened between us at the wedding five years ago? You’re asking me now, five years later, if we’re cool?”
“We haven’t seen each other that many times in five years.”
“Five years is five years.”
