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“Drive before she runs out here and writes down your plate.” He buckled his seat belt and checked for her in the side mirror.
“Oh, shit. That well, huh?”
Dash finally looked at him. “I’m not kidding. She knit a doll version of me.”
Chris’s eyes widened. “Was it at least a good replica?”
“Yes. The thingwasme. Now can we please go?” Dash waved at the road in front of them.
“You should’ve at least taken a picture.”
“She would’ve loved that.” Dash glanced behind them again as Chris pulled out of the driveway of the hotel and turned right onto Sunset Boulevard. They drove past a billboard for Reece’s movie,Final Judgment Day.There was Reece in a leather jacket, with buzzed hair, and a cut on his lip. He gave Dash a look that suggested a final judgment had come, and it was that Dash had totally fucked up.
“She said she didn’t tell anyone about my sobriety.” The thought that maybe she was telling the truth kept worming its way around his head and made him question coming in the first place.
“Yikes, so she didn’t own up to it?”
“That’s just it, I kind of believed her.” Dash shook his head at how hurt she’d seemed at the very suggestion that she’d betrayed him.
“I’m sure you’ve had stalkers do worse. Hell, even I had some rando send me panties in the mail when I played for the Dodgers.” Chris scratched his eyebrow. “They’re stalkers for a reason. Have you thought any more about telling the police?”
“She won’t come looking for me, not after what I said to her.” And he believed that to be true.
But if Cindy hadn’t told his secret, then who had? Dash gave a quick glance at Chris, who drove them back to Dash’s house. Chris wouldn’t tell someone about his sobriety, would he? Unless Chris had taken the whole idea of Dash telling his story to help other people get sober one step too far...
“You know I wouldn’t ask this normally, but you didn’t...tell anyone about me, did you?” Dash had gotten used to people he loved betraying him, and while he didn’t think Chris would, he still had to ask.
Chris looked over at him, like Dash had just asked if they could go grab raw vegan burgers for lunch. “Dude, I’m going to pretend you didn’t just ask me that.”
“Fair enough,” Dash quickly replied. The tension in the car was thick, and Dash wondered if he’d once again pushed someone away, like he always did.
SOPHIE’S TIKTOK
Ex number four
Name: The “Comedian”
Occupation: Stand-up comedy
Length of relationship: Seven months
Reason for breakup: Some bullsh*t
Weeks until book is due: Less than 3
Britney Spears’s “Toxic” plays in the background.
“My next ex, who I’m seeing tonight is...”
Sophie pointed a finger up to the corner of the screen and the wordspassive-aggressiveappeared. She pointed slightly lower, and the wordsalways complainspopped up. Then to the bottom corner of the screen where the wordsdoesn’t read booksmaterialized. Sophie’s brows rose, then she leaned close to the camera and said, “Wish me luck.”
COMMENTS:
@destinedtobeehas there ever been a romance book about a stand-up comedian?? I smell an enemies-to-lovers idea...!
@nobullallsheetsHello, she said he’s toxic.
@destinedtobeeclassic start to an E2L book, honestly
