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“My life feels pointless,” he says.
“So did mine. Until I met Marissa.”
God. I pinch the bridge of my nose. Maybe Brian and I could have had real, meaningful conversations about shit like this.
But now, he’s told me he’s in love with me, and I’ve told him I intend to marry someone else. I’d like to remain friends, but if that’s too hard for him, I understand.
“You’ll find someone,” I say.
“Thanks, Pollyanna.”
“At least you have good taste.” Seems like an appropriate Vince Fong thing to say.
“I’d kiss another guy and wish you’d get jealous and push him out of the way.”
“All those people you kissed and fucked. You were just hoping to make me jealous?”
“Oh, please. Don’t get me wrong, I was enjoying myself. But at the back of my head, I did hope. Are you totally weirded out now?”
“No, just surprised.”
Brian tosses back his bourbon and pours himself some more. “I threw so many parties because that’s what you liked.”
“I’m sorry.”
He waves this away. “I should leave.”
“You, uh, still want me to go to that party with you?”
“I think I’ll head home instead.”
Just then, I get a text from Cedric, who says he’s stopping by since he’s in the area. A minute later, there’s a knock on the door.
Good timing, I guess?
Brian follows me to the door and puts on his shoes. The instant I open the door, I remember the last time I saw Brian, when he said he’d seen my brother at a café. He’s cute. Knowing what I do now, I’m not sure what to think.
Brian mumbles a greeting to Cedric with none of his usual pizzazz and heads to the elevator.
Cedric stares after Brian.
“Who’s that?” he asks once my friend has gotten in the elevator.
“That’s Brian Poon,” I say.
“You talk about him all the time, but I’ve never met him before.”
Cedric is still looking toward the elevator.
I have pretty strong suspicions now, but I don’t comment on them.
“Come inside,” I say instead.
Chapter 24
Marissa
“How are you feeling today?” Vince asks me.
