Miles motioned for one of the cooks to take over what he was doing and stepped closer to Jackson. He wiped his hands on a hand towel before leaning against the counter with his arms crossed.
“Maybe it has bothered you before, but you didn’t realize it until it happened in front of you.”
Jackson scratched his jaw. “Maybe. Is it weird, though? To be jealous?”
“No. You two were always going to end up together.” He stated it so matter-of-factly that Jackson rolled his eyes. There was no way anyone could know that.
“There are a million different things that could have prevented us from being together.”
Miles shrugged. “But they didn’t, and now you can be.”
“I don’t even know if I want that.”
Miles moved back to his counter to work on the next meal. “Okay.”
Did he want that? Was it really that simple? Could he picture Mia getting married and ending up with someone else? If she did, he wouldn’t be able to spend as much time with her, most likely. She’d start a family, go on vacations with her husband and children. He’d just be the best friend that would need to get along with her husband if they were to remain friends. Their dinners would likely turn into a trio, since they couldn’t exclude her husband. No longer would trivia just be the two of them.
Was he ready for that? Was he willing to lose her to someone else? But the bigger question being, could he be with her himself?
She was his best friend, his favorite human in the world, his ride-or-die. She was beautiful, smart, and so incredibly caring. But he couldn’t consider her as more. That would risk years offriendship and alter their paths entirely. Surely it wasn’t worth the risk, right?
Boy, did he have a lot to think about.
