This is dangerous.
Weare dangerous.
He's making me rethink everything. The consequence, the fallout, I'm considering it all.
More than anything, I'm rethinking my stance on true love.
Does it exist, after all?
Penn drops me at my house, squeezing my hand in a silent farewell before heading out to the play rehearsal.
I go inside, and call Vivi. It's time to be honest with my best friend.
Chapter 41
Daisy
"This explains a lot,"Vivi says, dipping a chip into a glass jar of homemade queso.
She showed up at my door thirty minutes ago, telling me she had less than an hour before she had to get back to her kids because her mom needs to go to her book club meeting. Then she held up a bag of chips in one hand, the dip in the other, sayingbesties need snacks.
She's unhinged, and I wouldn't have her any other way.
Now we're in my living room. I'm seated on the couch, she's sitting on the ground below me, her back against a cushion.
"Say more," I instruct, reaching out to the coffee table where the food sits. I load an obscene amount of queso onto a single chip.
She shrugs. "The announcement of your engagement came out of nowhere. I mean, obviously he's been your friend for a really long time and so it wasn't completely out of left field that you would fall in love one day. Friends to lovers, I believe that's called. That's a pretty common trope in romance novels."
I gave her a look, because as far as I know, Vivi's not much of a reader.
She waves a hand dismissively. "You know my mom and my aunt, they can yap endlessly about books."
I nod and eat another chip.
"So you two dating felt kind of expected, I guess. But you were never very hands-on, if you know what I mean. Not that you needed to be draped all over one another, but you were just sort of"—her shoulders pull up to her earlobes and she drops them as she says—"asexual."
"Asexual?" I ask. "I thought we did a better job than that."
She points up at her face. "Not to these trained eyes."
We crunch through a handful of chips, and she says, "Peter is Penn, huh? The man, the myth, the legend."
"I am definitely not telling him you said that."
She laughs. "And my brother knew? I will absolutely be kicking his ass."
"Don't be mad at him. He was just trying to be a good friend." I elbow her lightly in the side. "You would do the same for me."
"For you, I would cut a bitch."
I grin broadly. "Same."
"So, what do you do now? Where do you go from here?"
I groan, dramatically flopping over onto the couch. "I don't know."
"Do you want to hear what I think?"
