“Eavesdropping? Really?”
“No, but I know you can’t let it go.” Rhys turns his smile on Oliver. “Come on, mate. Want to help me with the eggs?”
“Eggs!” Oliver says, and his plane immediately reroutes to the kitchen.
I type another text, but this time to my best friend.
Callie
Merry almost Christmas!
My phone immediately starts to ring. I look at Luna.
She glances at my screen and shrugs. “I don’t care if you answer.”
I swipe. “Hey. What’s up?”
“You’re awake early. Isn’t it like six in the morning there?”
“Almost seven. I couldn’t really sleep.”
“Everything okay?” Bekah asks.
“Yes.”
A blinker clicks in the background.
“Where are you headed?” I ask.
“Home. Peter’s here too.”
“Hi, Peter.”
“Hi,” he says. “We just had dinner at this new place in the Hills. You’d probably like it, Callie. We’ll all need to go when you get home.”
Something about the offer feels off. Not that Peter doesn’t mean it, because I know he’s sincere. But the idea of returning to the small apartment with Bekah and living with a new roommate in it for the next five years while I finish my doctorate and going out without Gavin just feels so…empty.
“Did I ruin things for you yesterday?” Bekah asks.
“No, not at all. Gavin’s not like that.”
Luna waggles her eyebrows, so I roll my eyes at her.
Bekah makes a humming sound. “What’s he like, then? You sound more serious than before, Cal.”
“Um, yeah. I don’t know how I feel. But I like him.”
Luna jumps up from her chair and joins me on the sofa after doing a silent happy dance. I push her away, but she stays.
“Glad things never worked out with Alex. You were always way too good for him.” Bekah scoffs. “You should post a few pictures with Gavin. Make him jealous.”
That had been the plan. Somewhere along the way, making Alex jealous lost its appeal. His opinion became unimportant. If I post anything at all on social media, it’s going to be because I care about Gavin and for no other reason.
“I forgot you dated Alex,” Peter says. “He and Kayla are perfect for each other.”
“Oh, we don’t speak her name,” Bekah says. “She’s awful to Callie.”
“I’m hoping that relationship will end soon. I applied for that Youth Center internship, which means a new clinical supervisor if I get chosen.”
