“Went for drinks…”
“With…?”
She waves a hand between us and makes a disgusted look. “Some douche from that dating app.”
“I take it the date ended poorly.”
Zoe snorts. “You could say that.”
“What was wrong with this one?”
“Let’s just say he had dead fish lips and smelled like onion soup.”
I make a gagging sound. “Sounds… awful. Yanno, you could always try out Rita Matches…”
“I’m not looking for love, Olive. You know that. I’m just looking for a good time.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I hear you. Maybe you could find someone who wants a good time too… someone a little less… oniony dead fish,” I tease.
Zoe just shakes her head. “How about you shut it and feed me ice cream and wine?”
“I can do that.”
We stay up late watching reruns and drinking wine. The whole time I wish that Harrison was here instead of Zoe, andthat makes me feel like a total asshole. I love spending time with Zoe, but lately, all I want is Harrison.
That’s probably a bad sign for my heart. I’m getting in way too deep with him. It’s a scary thought considering we haven’t even discussed our relationship status.
“So, how are things going with Harrison?” Zoe asks as if she’s reading my mind.
“Good. Really, really good.”
“Are you guys together together?”
I shrug. “We haven’t really talked about it…”
“You’re spending an awful lot of time with him.”
I nod in agreement. “Every chance we get.”
“It sounds like you’re serious,” she says.
I sigh a sigh that comes from the tips of my toes it’s so big. “It’s hard to tell. I mean we are together basically every day, but at the same time, he’s not made any kind of verbal commitment.”
“Have you told him how you feel?”
I give her a wide-eyed look of surprise. “Are you nuts?”
She shakes her head. “One of you has to break the ice at some point.”
“What if he doesn’t feel the same as I do? Then what?”
“Isn’t it better to know if you’re on the same page? What if you fall in love and he’s not even reading the same book as you?”
I give her a sad look, knowing I’m already at the falling in love stage of things. Honestly, though, how could I not fall in love with him? He’s been nothing short of perfect.
“Oh shit. You’re already in love with him, aren’t you?”
I bury my face in my hands and groan. “I can’t help it. I’m obviously not the casual type.”
