“You know what?” London puts her drink down. “I’ll come with you.” She hops off her seat and smiles. “We can use some girl time.” She hooks her arm into mine, and both Jett and Kayne’s eyes glaze over. Maybe she should have used a different term.
London leads me away from the two drooling men. If they weren’t picturing us together before, they definitely are now.
We walk into the bathroom still arm and arm just as an older woman exits. She eyes us judgmentally as she passes by. Is it that obvious something conspired between us? Or am I just being paranoid. It feels like there is a huge flashing sign hovering over our heads that reads ‘We Had Sex.’
The bathroom is small with only two stalls, wooden doors, and a marble vanity with double sinks. London lets go of my arm and settles her hip on the sink, standing closer to me than a normal girlfriend would.
“I’m glad we have a second alone. I’ve really wanted to talk to you,” she begins.
“About what?”
“Look, Ellie,” she sighs. “I don’t want things to be weird between us because of what happened. I was only doing my job.” London bites down on her bottom lip.
I frown. Am I the only one who finds this conversation totally fucked up?
“Oh, no, please don’t think I didn’t enjoy it.” She puts her hand on my arm reassuringly. “That night was one of the hottest of my life.”
I can’t lie—mine, too.
“Jett still gets upset that he missed it.”
“What?”
“Yeah, he wishes he was there,” she smirks.
“Were you two together when . . .we were together?”I clear my throat.
“No, not exactly. It was complicated. After everything happened, I didn’t think I was ever going to see him again. Boy, was I wrong.”
“I didn’t think I was ever going to see either of them again. Or you.” I laugh.
“Well, I’m glad you’re here. Kayne was so miserable for such a long time. I think if you didn’t show up, it would have destroyed him. Like, literally killed him.”
“Well, I’m here, and we’re working on things.”
“Good. He really is a good man.”
“Did you know who Kayne and Jett really were?”
“Nope, no idea. Not until after. Until Jett explained everything to me.”
“Nice to know I wasn’t the only one in the dark.”
London shakes her head. “Kayne and Jett are good at keeping secrets.”
“That’s part of what scares me.”
“It shouldn’t. I’ve never felt safer than I do with Jett. I really love him, Ellie. And Kayne really loves you. They’re a package deal. So please can we try and be friends?” she implores me.
“I say go for it,” a voice echoes through the small bathroom, and then a toilet flushes. London and I look at each other with wide eyes as an elderly woman emerges from one of the privacy stalls.
“I don’t know which one of you was talking, but very sincere.” A short, gray-haired woman in a printed dress walks out and nonchalantly washes her hands. “I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but you were entertaining me.” She smiles kindly.
London and I just stare at her dumbfounded.
“Have a good evening.” She grins, thoroughly amused, and then leaves.
Once she’s gone, London and I look at each other and immediately burst out laughing.
