Because they’re probably right.
“Maybe we should sleep on it? Who knows, one of us might come up with some brilliant idea for how this will work.” I internally cringe at how ridiculous that sounds and smile to hide it.
“Sleep on it?” Sal lets out a soft chuckle. “I can do that.”
“Good.”
Good?What the hell am I doing? What the hell arewedoing? We’re both in denial. That’s what. We’re both deluding ourselves for one more day of hope before it all comes crumbling down. It was nice while it lasted.
“Was there anything else you wanted from me?” I ask, standing up, needing to get away before I start getting anxious. Something else Sal can always read through my actions.
His lip purse momentarily, and I busy myself straightening out my pants until he speaks. “No, that’s it.”
“Okay. Great. I have a meeting to get to. Talk soon.”
“Always.”
I smile as I’m leaving and thenI’m all smiles for the rest of the day, putting on a front as I go about my business, until the second I’m home. Earlier than usual. My front door barely has time to slam before I’m falling back on my couch, calling Callum on speaker as I cover my face in my hands.
“Keeley.” Callum’s voice croaks and he clears it as I say hi. “Do you have any idea what time it is over here?”
“Honestly, no. I don’t even know what time it is here.” Though it is still light out.
“Shit. What’s wrong?”
“Nothing… Everything.”
“That narrows it down.”
“Shut up.” His gruff voice makes me smile and I relax enough to uncover my face. “I’m obviously referring to my love life.”
“Obviously.”
I laugh at the sarcasm in his tone and sit up, curling my legs up under myself. “I know none of this is going to interest you, but you’re going to hear it anyway. And I’m not even sorry about it.”
“Have at it then.”
“I messed up, Cal. I thought it would be easy. I was wrong. It got complicated so fast, I never saw it coming. And I should have. I’m a well-educated woman. I can handle tough conversations with the most confident and self-absorbed men out there,andmake them see my side of the argument. I can spot lies, read minds, argue like the best of them. Yet, I let myfeelings creep up on me and then freaked the fuck out when they did.”
I pause to give Callum a chance to speak, only he’s dead quiet, making me wonder if he fell asleep, until he sighs. “You lost me. Actually, you never had me to begin with. Take a deep breath and explain it to me like I’m five and I don’t speak your language.”
“English?”
“Frantic woman.”
“Oh, right. You need to learn that quickly if you want to get yourself a girl.”
“When did I say I wanted a girl?”
“You didn’t. However, you’re not as young as you used to be. Midthirties are right around the corner and?—”
“I thought we were talking about you?”
“We were.”
“Then let’s get back to it. If you want to talk about my love life, I’m going to need you to call back at a better time.”
“When you’re not so tired?”
