“What are you talking about?” Lorelai laughed.
“I don’t know where I am going to apply for a job at the end of the year,” I muttered.
“Okay?” Lorelai frowned. “Where is this coming from? We are at the top of our class, and I already told you Phil is going to get us in with the Dominators.”
I sighed. “We can’t work for the Dominators,” I mumbled, fear filling me. We’d been planning to apply since we’d finished our first year in school. Lorelai’s brother was going to go to bat for us, and he promised if we kept our grades up, it would almost be a sure thing. He’d come through, landing us both an interview in the next month or so.
Lorelai shook her head and crossed her arms in front of her chest just as the server returned to the table.
“Any ideas?” he questioned.
“She’ll have the salmon, and I’ll have the chicken,” she said, not giving me a chance to change my mind. He nodded and left, going to put our order in.
“Okay, so tell me, why can’t we work for the Dominators?”
“Because of Dylan.”
In my mind, I was making perfect sense. To Lorelai, she did not know who Dylan even was, so she just sat there, her face contorted in confusion, waiting for me to explain.
“Who the hell is Dylan?” she asked.
“Remember the guy in Cozumel?” I asked.
Lorelai frowned. “The guy you slept with, the one-nighter, who, according to you, was the best sex you’d ever had? The guy and his friend who I thought looked familiar? That guy?”
“Yes, that guy,” I said, picking up my pop and taking a drink.
“Are you having some kind of meltdown I should know about?” Lorelai questioned with concern. “You never got the guy’s name, and I don’t have a clue what he has to do with you acting this way or why we can’t work with the Dominators.”
“Can’t you keep up?” I gritted.
Lorelai glanced around the room like she was looking for a hidden camera or something. Then she looked back at me. “Aurora, I can keep up, but you aren’t making any sense. Why don’t you just start from the beginning? Phil has worked hard to get us interviews with the head of their therapy division with the Dominators. I’d hate for us not to show up and take the interview.”
I gritted my teeth together. I did not know why she was making this so much more difficult on me than it had to be. Yet instead of getting angry, I took a deep breath and looked over at my friend.
“I know he has. Your brother is one of the best there is,” I said, feeling kind of bad now that I wasn’t sure that was the best course of action to take for work.
“I know. I also know we can’t spit in his face that way. He’s doing us a huge favor. He’s gone out on a limb for us.”
I let out a sigh. “Okay, so the guy in Cozumel.”
“Yes.”
“I never got his name, remember?”
“Correct, and you were kicking yourself in the ass for weeks after. Probably still are, which is probably why you are completely messed up, because you’re missing some of that good old loving right now.”
I played with my straw and nodded. “Correct.”
“So???”
“I know who he is.”
Lorelai almost dropped her glass. She placed it at the back of the table and looked over in my direction. “What? How?”
“His name is Dylan, and he’s one of the Vancouver Dominators!” I said, not really wanting to divulge how I even knew that.
“Oh my god, you’ve got to be kidding me. The best sex of your life plays on the team with my brother. I’ve told you that you need to watch hockey. It wouldn’t have taken you so long to figure it out.” Lorelai giggled.
