Page 28 of Beehive Yourself
Dammit.
I run my hand back over the top of my hair and tug on my ponytail, the bite emphasizing that I screwed up letting Sawyer leave.
I screwed up with a lot of things—that’s just at the top.
But I hadn’t been expecting him to ask me out on a date.
An actual date.
Not after he’d been so upset at the hospital.
I’d been tongue-tied, and I only realized after that hewasn’treally asking me out. He was making a point.
And it hurt.
Swallowing back the lump in my throat, I brush the tears from my cheeks because Ido nothave time for this.
Because all Iwantis to go on a date with him, hold his hand, maybe buy a new dress just for him because I haven’t updated my wardrobe in years since I practically live in scrubs.
But…a date.
If he’d asked me to a romantic picnic on the beach, I would have jumped on the opportunityand himin a heartbeat.
But the offer hadn’t been real.
He wanted to dangle it in front of me only to rip it away because I hurt him and now he’s trying to hurt me.
And it’s working.
“I just want you to understand what a big deal this is for him, to even just be comfortable and open with someone.”
Walker’s words are a kick in the ass, but does it matter? Does Sawyer even want to hear what I have to say?
The fact that I don’t have aWalkerto talk to hits me in a way it normally doesn’t. I love people, and meeting new friends is my favorite. I never needed long-lasting forevers; I’ve always preferred thenow.
It’s a problem for another day.
Which leaves me one choice.
HALLIE: I fell for Sawyer
BETH: Is this news?
HALLIE: I screwed it up
BETH: You didn’t take my advice about dinner with Mom and Dad did you?
HALLIE: You don’t get to be that smug
BETH: (gif of woman rolling her eyes)
BETH: Oh my God! This is such a surprise!
HALLIE: Unhelpful
BETH: I already gave you my blessing to make babies with my ex-boyfriend and really great advice which you ignored, so what else do you need?
HALLIE: First of all—that’s not how that conversation went
