“Jett’s almost back at the house,” Ava told us as she pulled her coat around her shoulders. “He said they won’t be long.”
“So, I only have you for a short time then,” Mia said to her with a pout. “I better make the most of it.”
“Hey, that’s harsh.” Ava swatted her as she stood. “I’m not that girl.”
“What girl?” I asked as we started to make our way to Main Street for a cab.
“The girl that ditches her best friend when she gets a boyfriend,” Ava explained, and I looked at her before I met Mia’s flat look, and I started to laugh.
“You are totally that girl.” I chuckled. “I mean, really?” I gave her a fond smile. “You’re delusional if you think you aren’t.”
“Thank you!” Mia beamed at me as she handed me her cotton candy. “You may share my sugar.”
“Well, that’s an offer I just can’t refuse.”
“Am I really that girl?” Ava asked as she leaned over for some of the spun sugar and protested as Mia lifted it out of her reach.
“Yes!” we both shouted and giggled together.
Ava bit her lip as she looked between us, and then I saw the slow smile across her face. “Is it bad that I don’t care?”
I started laughing at her honesty as Mia squealed and threw her arms around her friend.
“No! You need to tell him though.” Mia handed Ava the cotton candy.
“Tell him what?” I asked curiously as I checked my phone. There were no messages for me. Not that I expected them, but sometimes he surprised me.
“That she’s inlurvewith him,” Mia said confidently.
“I think he knows,” I replied dryly as I looked up at them both.
“But I haven’t said it,” Ava confessed.
This was making me uncomfortable. I didn’t do well with my own feelings, never mind other people’s, especially not my best friend’s girlfriend. “Well, did he tell you?”
“Not yet. I think he’s waiting,” Ava admitted as she looked at me hopefully.
“Nope, not getting involved, you can take those puppy dog eyes somewhere else, Missy,” I berated her.
“You have to tell her,” Mia encouraged me. “It’s girl code.”
“I don’t have girl code,” I said with a snort. “I have friendship code and,” I cut her off before she could interrupt me, “the code is tomybest friend.”
Mia wrinkled her nose at me as she assessed me. “Ugh, fine!”
Ava grinned at me. “You’re right, sorry. I’m just nervous.”
“Why?” I asked as I looked up the street for the cab.
“What if I tell him and he says nothing?” Ava exclaimed as she looked at me with wide eyes.
“Or worse, what if she says it and he turns his back on her!” Mia added with a look of horror. “Can you imagine? Pouring your heart out to someone and them turning away from you? I’d die. Legit, I would die.”
I felt my smile die as I remembered the night something very similar happened to me. “Jett would never be that cruel.” I heard my own voice and forced a smile when I saw Ava’s eyes narrow in concern. “So, enough of this, what are we drinking at the party?”
“I want cocktails, but you can never trust the punch bowl,” Mia said as the cab arrived.
As we all got in, I glared at the driver, who had checked us all out, and then I realized we were three young women wearing costumes that left pretty much nothing to the imagination. Still, he didn’t need to be so pervy.
