Lex looks to Jen with the same appalled stare. “Seconding the notion here. He needs to fight for her.”
Jen is nodding as she speaks. “Totally. All I am saying is make it your mission to remind him you exist.”
“How?” Lex and I ask in unison.
“Come to the party and welcome him home, look sexy as ever and then leave. We can call a sitter.”
Lex starts jumping up and down in excitement. “Yes, oh my hell My. Take him a bottle of Patron too.”
The idea of shoving it in his face is awesome, no lie. Why should I sit back and accept his actions because he might be uncomfortable? “And if he kicks me out before I can?” I ask, knowing that how I envision it going and how it most likely will end with him mad… I had to ask.
“Well as shitty as it is, you’ll know for sure.” Lex says and places her hands on my shoulders, so I look at her. “If he isn’t affected by you being there and tells you to leave, then you accept it and give Micha the shot he’s been wanting. If Micha isn’t it and Sam isn’t, you take it for what it is and go on to find who or what you need without the unanswered questions swimming in your head. If he doesn’t kick you out, then you think long and hard of what you want and need to be happy.”
“I know it sounds crazy.” Says Jen.
“It sounds like psycho chick shit is what it sounds like.” I say with a giggle.
“Then why are you enjoying it so much?”
“Because for once I agree with you both.”
