I pause to think for a few seconds. “I think that might be doable.”
“My driver will pick you up at six tomorrow.”
“Okay.” Why did I agree to that so easily?
“Well, keep icing that. It’ll take the swelling down. Eat your ice cream. And I’ll see you tomorrow night.”
“Okay. Thanks for the ice cream.”
“Thanks for coming through for me,” he says when I walk him to the door.
“Sure. Have a good night.”
“You too, Geneva.”
Just as Dominick was leaving, Livia comes in. “Dom, this is my roommate, Livia. Livia, Dom.”
She blushes and shakes his hand before he leaves. “Nice to meet you.”
“You, too. Bye.”
“Bye.”
I close the door when he steps out to leave.
“Holy shit. Who the fuck was that? And how did that happen?” she follows me to the freezer, where I switch out frozen veggies for my eye.
“It’s a long story.”
“Did he do that?”
“God, no. He asked me a favor, and I did it…”
“What favor? You better start talking, Gen.”
I roll my eye at her. “Fine.”
I tell her the whole story from start to finish.
“Oh my god, Geneva. Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”
“Because you are dealing with your own bullshit, with your dad forbidding you to see Lorenzo.”
“Gen, you are my best friend, we grew up together. We’re practically sisters. It’s why we wanted to be roommates.”
“I know. I’m sorry.”
“I can’t believe you had an inmate punch you.”
We both laugh. “I couldn’t figure out any other options.” She props her held up, resting her elbow on the counter. “So tell me more about Mr. Handsome.”
“Not much else to tell, except I need to find something to wear to have dinner with him tomorrow.”
A huge smile spreads across her face. “I have the perfect dress.”
I follow her as she sifts through her closet because I have no idea what the hell I’m going to wear tomorrow. She pulls out a silver, shiny, slinky dress. “It looks like that will barely cover my ass.”
“You are such a prude. What about this one?” She holds up a halter jumpsuit. “This one will just show your cleavage.”