Page 38 of Breakaway Heart
“You’re thinking about calling Doctor Drool!”
“Drew! And yeah, I am.”
“Don’t do it, Han!”
But she was already walking off unsteadily, her phone up to her ear, “Heyyy, Doctor Drool, I meanDrew!”
I watched the men at the bar take a look at my friend’s ass as she walked away and cringed. To be fair though, it was a peach of an ass.
And she was right, too. I knew it. I had to resolve this. I needed some answers to be able to move on.
Hannah stumbled back to me.
“Um. Call in sick tomorrow.”
“I don’t think I can do that.”
“Oh, I know a doctor who can sign you off,” she winked at me.
“What’s tomorrow, anyway?”
“Drool wanted to know what I was doing tomorrow afternoon. The only thing that came into my head was to say I was going to the Ice-Hawks practice session thingy.”
Oh, God.
“So, take the afternoon. Let’s go.”
I grimaced.
“Lucy. You wanna get him out of your head, just go see him, get it out of your system.”
“It sounds like a terrible idea.”
“Well, you could do nothing, or you could at least try and see what happens. Can it be any worse than this?”
Our conversation was interrupted by the emboldened figure of a paunch underneath an untucked beige shirt. The owner of the paunch looked down on us, swaying slightly unsteadily on his feet.
“You girls looking for a good time?”
We both gawped at him, before Hannah replied. “Sure are, where can we go to find one?”
In response, the paunch tried, and then failed, to hold in a burp.
“Oh, cute,” Hannah said as she beamed back at him.
“Time to go,” I said.
“Sorry, Romeo, maybe next time,” Hannah told our suitor, before we rolled outside.
“Hey, Lucy,” Hannah called before she dipped into the open door of a cab. “Keep backing your rear end up until I tell you to stop.”
18
PRACTICE
The next day, I called in sick. Even before I remembered that Hannah had made plans for us.Holidays? Late to work? Sick days?Who was this person? This was not my usual style. Also, the idea that had been hatched last night had lost all of its appeal in the light of the morning.
A ping from my phone made my fragile head wince.
