Page 42 of Good Vibes Only
“I … don’t see the problem?”
“It’s been like, twelve hours since we last saw each other. We practicallyjustsaw each other.”
“So?”
“In my experience, if a guy actually likes me, he always waits two or three days before he calls. I mean, you’ve heard guys talk about that, right? It’s a hard and fast rule in their mind.”
“Yeah, sure. I’ve heard that before,” she admitted.
“But if a guy is just trying to get laid? Different story. He doesn’t care about waiting two days; he won’t leave you alone. He’ll pester you until he either gets what he wants, or until he realizes he’llneverget what he wants, then you never see or hear from him again.”
“Or—and here’s a crazy idea—but maybe Brett doesn’t care about those made-up rules? Maybe he wants to see you today because helikesyou and wants to get to know you better?”
I huffed. “There’s no way he seriously likes me, Rave. He’s a pro athlete.”
“Huh? What’s that got to do with it?”
“They’re just trying to get laid. I know these guys. Remember, I dated one for a minute in high school.” I rolled my eyes. “They’re teammates, actually.”
“Oh yeah. He’sdefinitelytrying to get laid by picking you up at work and taking you out to lunch. ’Cause as everyone knows, the best time to get in someone’s pants is on their lunch break. Suuuuuuure,thatmakes sense.”
I couldn’t help it; I had to laugh. “I guess it is a little crazy, isn’t it?”
“Uh.Yeah. I’ve never fucked somebody on my lunch break before, have you?”
“No.” I laughed. “I can’t help it. I’ve just been disappointed so many times, it’s what I’ve come to expect from men.”
“This guy’s different.”
“How do you know?”
“Because he’s not six foot five like all the other guys you’ve tried to date recently,” she joked. “Let’s face it, as much as we like them, tall guys are total man-whores. Dating apps have taught them that every woman alive wants their dick, and now they get off on treating us like shit.”
I laughed. “Um! You remember he’s a pro athlete, right?! Because they’re even worse.”
“Yeah, but Brett’s different.”
“Oh, please! How would you know that?”
“I can just tell! Plus, you two look so cute together. It was the first thing I thought when he came in here the other day, and you two were all at each other’s throats.” She clawed at the air like a playful kitten. “Rawr.”
I groaned.
She grinned at me. “You like him. Don’t you? Will you admit it now?”
I couldn’t help it; I started to smile. “Stop. Don’t say that. And don’t put the idea in my brain, either.”
“Aw! You do! It’s obvious. You just don’t want to get your hopes up! You poor, jaded li’l thing.”
“Whatever …” I muttered, feeling strangely called out.
“Hey, honest question: when you guys started to click last night, you weren’t still arguing with each other, were you?”
“Ummm … I don’t thinkso?”
“Oh, lord.” She went back to work pulling orders. “Listen, I might think you guys are cute and all. But I won’t be able to handle it if your whole relationship is based on acting like you can’t stand each other. So it’s probably time to cut that out, yeah?”
Relationship??
