Well, this should be fun.
“Oh, hi.” I closed the door to find Sarah walking up to Audrey, who was sitting nervously at the kitchen island.
Sarah bounded over to Audrey and reached her hand out, “I’m Sarah, Jackson’s little sister.”
They shook. “Audrey. Nice to meet you.”
“You, too.” I watched with apprehension as Sarah casually took up the stool next to Audrey. “So, how did you two meet?”
I made my way into the kitchen, busying myself with brewing a fresh pot, and interrupted to save Audrey from answering. “Anyone want coffee?”
But Audrey didn’t need saving. “A friend of mine runs The Basement bar downtown and recognized him when he came in one night. Messaged me to get there and then basically set us up.”
“You must have been surprised to get there to find a celebrity,” Sarah said. I cleared my throat in warning, which Sarah ignored. So much for not giving her a hard time.
Audrey reddened. “Actually, I didn’t know who he was.”
Sarah laughed gleefully. “Oh, my god! I like you so much better already.”
I set coffee in front of both of them. “Be nice,” I directed to Sarah, who rolled her eyes and turned back to Audrey. Don’t scare her off was what I wanted to say but couldn’t.
“So you’ve never watched the show?”
“No, I keep meaning to, but I never have the time.”
“Ok, we have to fix that right now!”
“Sarah—”
“Aren’t you meant to be making breakfast right now? Come on, Audrey.”
Audrey apologetically shrugged at me before heading to the living room where Sarah was already fiddling with the TV to set up the first episode.
I gathered the ingredients for brunch from the fridge and started listening to what Sarah and Audrey were saying.
“OMG, I totally forgot this terrible haircut you had! What the hell were they thinking anyway?” Sarah called over the TV.
“They thought it was more futuristic,” I called back.
Sarah snorted, but her response was quieter, so I could only assume she’d directed it to Audrey and not me, even though I could still hear them from the kitchen. “They changed it before season two because he wasn’t attractive enough.”
As I prepared the bacon and eggs, I overheard Sarah adding her own commentary throughout the episode, but since every other sentence was drowned out with Audrey’s vibrant laughter, I guessed she didn’t mind the interruptions too much.
I caught a glimpse of them when I was laying out some plates and cutlery on the table, and they looked like old friends, half facing the TV and half each other, talking and laughing together as they commented on the episode.
And I knew there was no turning back for me. What I felt for Audrey was more than just attraction. I wanted her in my life.
There was a flash on the screen, and I groaned as I caught sight of myself. That really was a terrible haircut.
Once breakfast was ready, I called them back, and together we placed everything on the table, Sarah and Audrey settling into seats across from each other.
“So Jackson mentioned you’re getting married soon?” Audrey asked.
“Next month, I can’t believe it.”
“That soon! I’m surprised you’re so calm. I was a mess of nerves.”
“You’re married?” I have to give it to Sarah; she really was selling this whole “I know nothing about you” routine.
