Page 27 of Just My Type
I’m mostly joking, and I’m also used to being the fifth wheel after being in Boston for almost six months. I don’t even know if I would want any kind of relationship with anyone after the disaster of my last one. But something about being around this wildly happy foursome so far from home, celebrating Jo and Jordan’s upcoming wedding, makes me feel too single to function.
And lonely.
So fucking lonely.
“Aw, Hans, I’m sorry.” Jo slides closer to me and tosses an arm around my shoulders. Her eyes are just a little hazy from the couple drinks she’s had, and her grin is a mile wide. “Cooper and Noah’s plane finally landed a little while ago, so they should be here soon. And Hallie and Ben and everyone else get here tomorrow morning. Until then, I promise we won’t be those gross couples no one wants to be around.”
“Speak for yourself, Hurricane,” Jordan says, winking at me. “I love being that gross couple with you.”
“What he said.” Elliot grins and drags Amelia onto his lap, sliding an arm around her waist, his other hand playing with the hem of her tiny silver dress.
I try my best to ignore the way my stomach flips when Jo says Noah’s name. But when my phone dings and I see his name on the screen, the flip turns into full blown butterflies I have no clue what to do with. I grab my margarita, downing the rest of it in one long swallow before unlocking my phone.
Noah
Miss me?
Me
I can’t even tell you how much I don’t.
Noah
Savage, Gorgeous. I think you’re lying. I think you wish I hadn’t had to work today, so I could have flown out there with you guys this morning instead of taking this stupid late flight that got delayed a thousand times.
I think you wish I was sitting in that club with you right now.
Me
Why would you say that?
Noah
Because I’m amazing. And very missable. And really, really fun.
Me
And don’t forget humble.
Noah
Nah, I’ve definitely never been that.
So, how’s Vegas so far? Give me all the hot goss.
A laugh bubbles out of me before I can shove it back. My head snaps up to make sure no one noticed, but Jo and Jordan, and Elliot and Amelia are so wrapped up in each other that I’m pretty sure a bomb could explode in the middle of this club and they wouldn’t notice.
Me
The couples are being all coupley and the music is loud. I’m like ten seconds from pulling out my Kindle.
Noah
Bringing a Kindle to a Vegas club is extremely on brand for you and I love it.
Me
You love that I hate peopling so much I bring a book to a club?
