Page 72 of The Mistakes I've Made
And yes, I do mean, every single one. He really liked fish.
“Um…”
“Exactly. So, you want to tell me about your mystery man now?”
“Well, now, I’m kind of scared to,” I confessed, finally settling back into my pillows at the top of the bed.
She laughed. “I know I’m doing a good job when I’ve scared you. What’s it this time?”
“Well, what if he’s not worthy enough? What if you deem him as just another Gary?”
“Oh, please, Lani,” she said. “The fact that you’re even bringing him up makes him so far from Gary, it’s not even funny. If he were anything like Gary, you would have sent him packing the day your dad gave you that ultimatum. Come on, it’s midnight, and you’re up, thinking about a guy and not the project you have to present to your father in five weeks. Definitely not a Gary.”
“Yeah, okay,” I agreed, giggling. “I feel kind of bad for Gary now.”
“Don’t,” she said. “He’s marrying a gorgeous girl from marketing in a few weeks.”
“Oh,” I replied, feeling kind of relieved. “Well, good for Gary then.”
“Her name is Dory.”
“Shut your mouth!”
“I kid you not,” she said. “They’re having an entire underwater-themed wedding. A bunch of the IT guys were telling me about it the other day in the break room. I’ve been flirting hard with several of them, trying to see if I can score one of their plus ones…”
I couldn’t help but chuckle. “Well, you’ll have to give me a full report if you do go.”
“Oh, believe me, I will. So, are you going to tell me about this guy, or am I going to have to pry it out of you as usual?”
Direct and to the point. That was Piper.
“Well, actually, you already know a little about him,” I said.
“I do?”
“Yeah, remember the guy I met the first day I was here?”
Her voice changed, and even I could hear the sudden note of surprise in it. “You mean, the guy you gave a stern talking-to? The one who was so angry with you? That guy?”
“Yep.”
“Wow. He talked to you after that? What does he look like?”
My stomach instantly fluttered. “You kind of know that as well.”
I waited for her to put two and two together.
“He’s the sexy guy in the photo you sent me? Damn. Does he have a brother? Because, if so, do you need an assistant? Maybe these North Carolina men really do need some checking out.”
I laughed. “He does have a brother, but he’s married.”
“Boo.”
“I thought you had an IT guy to woo,” I said jokingly.
“Believe the words that are coming out of my mouth”—she said—“none of our IT guys look like that.”
I smiled to myself. “I’m pretty sure Taylor is one of a kind, Piper. Sorry.”
