Page 121 of Yes & I Love You (Say Everything 1)

She rolled her eyes. “No, you’re not.”

“Okay, fine. I didn’t like the guy. But I liked knowing you were happy.”

She put her hand to her chest, pressing there, wishing she could fix the hurt those simple words stirred. Youwerehappy. Past tense.

Cal shifted on his couch again, and she wondered if he was having problems with his tics. Sometimes when he got tired, the motor ones got more pronounced. “So, what time is this event of yours tomorrow night?” he asked. “I think I have an itch for a comedy show.”

“Oh, seriously, you don’t have to come,” she said. “It’ll probably be a disaster.”

“It won’t and Blanche would never miss Dorothy’s improv debut. Give me the time. I’m going.”

Something unlocked in her muscles. Despite everything, knowing a friendly face would be in the audience sounded like a godsend. “Seven thirty.”

“I’ll be there.”

“Thanks, Cal.”

“Anytime, Tate.”

She cradled the phone closer to her ear. “I love you.”

“I know.”

She laughed. “Overused line.”

“Don’t care. A classic is a classic.”

She told him goodbye, feeling a little better that they had set things right between them again. Even with her heart broken, she didn’t have to be alone. Love came in many forms. Maybe she needed to be satisfied with the friendship kind.

For now, it would have to be enough.

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