“No, Stanley.” She laughed. “Of course, it’s me. What’s up? I didn’t expect to hear from you again tonight.”
“I need to ask you a question,” I said, coming out with it before I could change my mind again.
“Wow…must be important if you’re calling me again just to ask it.”
“I’ll let you be the judge of that,” I said.
“Okay…what’s your question?” she asked curiously.
“Will you go out with me?”
There was a long pause on the other line. “What?” she said at last.
“Will you go out with me?” I repeated again, but this time more slowly.
“Uh… I’m a little confused,” Rachel said. “Are you asking me out on a date?”
“I am.”
“But you said you didn’t have room in your life for a relationship.”
“I’ll make room,” I said, with sudden conviction.
“What about my brother?” she asked. “You said you didn’t want to risk your friendship with him by dating me.”
“Turns out…he isn’t that great a friend to begin with,” I said. I heard Rachel’s lyrical laugh and felt a little surge of hope. “Is that a yes?” I pressed.
“That’s a yes,” she said at last.