Page 102 of Love Unforgettable
“Okay, so because I really wanted Trevor before,” I explain. “Isn’t there some part of my brain that still wants that for that reason?”
“No, not necessarily,” Remi says. “I mean, not to sound patronizing, but that’s why we have the ability to change our minds. So that we can alter our wants and desires when necessary.”
The barista brings out both Remi and Kat’s orders—Remi, just a coffee and Kat a green tea—and they both take big sips.
“So, you’re saying that if my brain has changed its mind, then it doesn’t matter what Trevor does, it won’t be a rebound because I no longer feel the same way about him?”
“Exactly,” Remi confirms.
“Makes sense to me,” Kat says. “So then, what about liking Cole just because he likes you? Which is such a chick thing to do by the way. Sometimes it sucks being a girl.”
“You’re attracted to him, right?” Remi asks.
“So much,” I say.
“Are you comfortable around him?” Kat asks.
“Oddly, yes.” I look down at my coffee, remembering all the things I’ve told him that should have made me feel anxious or self-conscious, or things that I ordinarily would have just kept to myself and never shared. But I’ve told them all to him without much hesitation at all. “You know, it’s weird but I can tell him anything. Like, zero filter, and it’s okay. And by that, I mean I’m okay with it and he’s great with it.”
“Like what?”
“Things I’m insecure about or embarrassed by especially where he’s concerned, everything that’s happened with Trevor, my parents dying, my brother . . .” I say.
“Wow,” Kat says. “That’s a lot.”
“Right?” I’m amazed by it myself.
“Okay, okay, what about the future?” Remi asks.
“What about it?”
“Can you see him in your future?”
“That’s too much, they haven’t even had sex yet,” Kat says. “How about this, can you see yourself waking up next to him?”
“Most definitely,” I say.
“Not just after having sex,” Remi says.
“Still yes.”
“What about when he has a cold?” Kat asks.
“Of course,” I say.
“Bad breath,” Remi adds.
“Everyone has bad breath waking up,” I say. “He has to deal with mine.”
“Having breakfast with him?”
“Absolutely.”
“Do you like talking to him about things that aren’t your problems or issues? Like where you aren’t seeking counsel or advice?” Remi asks.
“I do,” I say. “He’s really easy to talk to about anything. We’ve talked already about movies, books, food, drinks, naming our kids—”
“Whoa,” Kat says. “Naming your kids?”
