Robin’s words cut, but it was mostly because she could see the truth in them.
“You’re right. I should have been more forthcoming as far as where my feelings for you were.”
Robin gave her one more glance before shaking her head and rising to leave.
“Are you leaving?” Drew asked, surprised.
“Why would I stay?”
“Our food hasn’t even come yet,” Drew argued.
“Why would I sit here awkwardly eating dinner with you? We just broke up Drew. I’m going home. I’m going to pour a nice glass of wine and have a warm bath.”
Drew had to respect Robin’s allegiance to herself.
“What do you want to do with the food?” Drew asked.
“Take it to Brooke. It might even earn you some points.”
Robin had clearly already moved on from their conversation. She was all business as she gave Drew one more glance.
“You’ve really got to figure yourself and what you want out of life, Drew. Otherwise, you’re going to keep ending up in trouble.”
Robin offered no more words of wisdom. She simply turned on her heels and walked towards the door. Drew was fairly certain that the woman hadn’t offered her so much as a backwards glance. Drew let out a long breath and realized that she’d been holding it in for several seconds.
The food came a few minutes later and Drew immediately asked for two to-go boxes. There was no reason to sit alone eating her food. The server brought back two boxes and the check. Drew paid without complaint, though the bill was hefty. Robin had expensive tastes.
Drew pulled into the parking lot of her apartment and wondered if Brooke would be home yet? Brooke was usually a homebody, but Drew wondered if that would be the case while she stayed with her. She found that Brooke was home and already in bed.
One thing Drew hadn’t considered when she invited Brooke to stay was that there weren’t many places where she could change clothes in her apartment. She pulled some pajamas out of her dresser drawer. Drew gave Brooke one last look before undressing and slipping into her pajamas. Brooke stirred and opened her eyes.
“When did you get home?” Brooke asked.
“I haven’t been home long. Though I did bring you home some food. If you’re interested in dinner,” Drew smiled.
Brooke stretched her arms above her head and gave a sleepy groan. Her pajama shirt rose to reveal the skin of her stomach. Drew imagined pushing the fabric up further to reveal Brooke’s breasts. She quickly pushed the thought from her mind. Sure, the two of them were dating, but living together added a level of complexity to the equation. Perhaps they should wait until Brooke moved back into her own apartment before they did too much physical exploration.
“That was sweet of you,” Brooke yawned out.
“You know, I technically haven’t eaten yet either. If you want we could watch some TV while we eat our dinner?”
Brooke didn’t require much convincing of the plan. Drew’s heart skipped a couple of beats as Brooke excitedly agreed. Drew went to the kitchen and put their food on a plate. Brooke took her plate and smiled.
“Why didn’t you eat at the restaurant?” Brooke asked. Drew picked up on the note of suspicion in her tone. Drew rubbed the back of her neck with a hand.
“Actually, Robin and I broke up,” She admitted.
“What? Why?”
Serious confusion laced Brooke’s voice.
“She didn’t want to continue dating me while I dated someone else.”
Brooke’s cheeks heated to a very obvious red color. Drew chuckled.
“I can’t help but feel a little responsible for that,” Brooke offered.
“There’s nothing to feel responsible about. Robin knew what she wanted. She wants a relationship between two people. I can hardly fault her for that. If anything I should have been honest with her sooner,” Drew admitted.
