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“Wicked, I love meatloaf. Mum makes it all the time, so I wonder if yours will be like hers or if it’ll be different because we’re in America. Do you need any help?”
“No, I’m good. Thanks, though, and hopefully you’ll enjoy this as much as your mom’s.”
I opened the microwave and found a bowl to tip it into. “No doubt I will.”
“Are you watching a movie with Eve and Quake?”
“Yeah.” I smiled.
“You’re close with Eve,” Dusty commented.
I faced her. “Is that okay? Am I stepping on anyone’s friendship toes? I can totally back off.”
Dusty giggled. “Relax. I think it’s good. Eve doesn’t open up to many so it’s wonderful to see how she is with you. And now she’s…. I couldn’t be any more thrilled than I already am at seeing her and Quake together. They were always made for each other.”
I threw up a popcorn piece and caught it in my mouth. Around it, I said, “They really are.”
“Rommy?”
“Dusty?” I grinned.
“Are you really okay with seeing them together?”
I jerked my head back. “Yeah, why?”
She shrugged, but then said, “It’s none of my business.”
I cocked my head to the side. “Dusty, I’d like to think we’re friends?—”
“We are,” she said quickly.
I smiled. “Good. Then I want you to know that you can say anything to me.”
She blew out a breath. “I just thought that maybe you have a small crush on Eve and Quake.”
Groaning, I palmed my face. “Is it that obvious?”
She grinned. “I don’t know if anyone else has noticed how you stare at them with heart eyes. No one has said anything to me.” She shrugged.
“I hope not.” Reaching out, I patted her arm. “And don’t worry, I’d never do anything to jeopardise what they have. I’ll be going home soon anyway, and it was never like something could happen.”
Nothing would happen.
My smile faded, but I shook myself.
“I’d never think you’d try to come between them. You’re a nice person, Rommy. The best since you’re willing to bottle your own feelings to make sure they work on each other when they’re new.”
Shrugging, I gave her a thin-lipped smile.
I was also realistic. I lived in Australia, and they were in America. I loved men and women, and they were loyal to each other.
Even though it would be a dream come true to have more with them both, it could never work.
“Hey, have you got a container I can put some cookies in?”
“Under the counter down the end there.” She tipped her chin to the left. “And Rommy, whoever you end up with will be the luckiest person alive.”
Laughing, I went to grab the container thinking how her words made me feel gooey on the inside. “Well, I hope they’ll be alive. But thanks, Dusty. You’re awesome, too, and you’ve got a smoking-hot old guy to brag about.”
