Page 93 of Love Undecided
Chapter 41
Kat
Remi gets there. She gives me a hug, then orders herself a dirty martini, extra dirty, and me a cup of coffee and a burger with fries.
“Oh, a burger with fries, that sounds good, God why didn’t I think of that? You’re a genius, Remi!” I look at her gratefully.
Then I launch in to the retelling of my lunch with Brad, how good he looked and how the ladies at the next table clearly thought so as well. How he was so angry and how hot that was. And finally the kiss and then of course, Stacy. The thought of Stacy makes me want to puke. I bury my head in my arms on the bar top.
“Ohmigod Remi, what was I thinking?”
“You were thinking that you were going to marry this man and you love him, sweetie. There is nothing wrong with that.”
“No I wasn’t! I called off the wedding. I’m an awful person! I’ve had sex with total strangers. I didn’t even ask their names. And I’ve wanted to have sex with Bauer. You know that right? That I’ve wanted to have sex with Bauer? I’ve had fantasies and used my vibrator. And I came. See what a shitty person I am? Oh God, that’s why I have cancer, isn’t it? Because I’m such an awful person.”
Remi laughs. “Sweets, any woman in her right mind would use a vibrator to rub one off to Chance Bauer fantasies. That’s normal, it doesn’t make you an awful person. And I will never ever admit that again because I can’t stand the man and he drives me crazy.
“And if you ever tell him I said that, I will pull your tongue out and feed it to my imaginary cat. But as far as kissing Brad, he had already told you he still loves you, we all already know you’re still in love with him even if you don’t always like to admit it. So, really, the problem is with Brad. He has no business being in a relationship with Stacy when he is still in love with you. He’s in the wrong.”
Lexie comes bouncing in. “I can’t stay long,” she says. “I’ve got a hella busy night at the winery. We are racking all the Cabs and I’ve got to get back, it’s going to take most of the night. Oh, yummy, food!”
I fill her in on what happened at lunch today as she eats the bulk of my burger and fries and hugs me intermittently while murmuring the appropriate empathetic and outraged epithets. Then, far too soon for my liking, she gets up to leave. She gives me a long hug and a kiss on the cheek.
“What? No earth-shattering words of wisdom as to how I should fix my life?” I ask her.
She thinks for a minute, then says, “In the words of Sam Baldwin, ‘it was a million tiny things that, when you added them up, they meant we were supposed to be together... and I knew it.’ It’s the same with you and Brad.”
Remi and I both look at her blankly, not getting the reference.
“Come on, guys!” she says, “Sam Baldwin? You know, Tom Hanks inSleepless in Seattle!”
“Ohhhh,” Remi and I say simultaneously.
Lexie rolls her eyes at us, then says, “Quit fighting it, Kat. Just choose to be happy and have that happiness with Brad.” And with that, she blows us a kiss and is out the door like the little whirlwind that she is.
I turn to Remi. “That was a really good movie. I’m surprised we didn’t think of it the other night.”
“Are we not going to mention the other things she said?” Remi asks.
“Nope,” I tell her. I take a look around the bar we are in. “I think I’m done with this place. I need chips and salsa. And maybe a margarita.”
Remi laughs. “We can do chips and salsa, but I’m not sure you need a margarita. Let’s go.”
