“You’re already taking West Coast Swing.”
“I mean something like, I don’t know, a weekend away or something. To show you I can actually be a fun person.”
He has a strange look in his eyes as he shakes his head. “Why do you keep…”
“What?”
“You don’t oweme anything.”
“I know.” I feel puzzled at the wary look in his eyes. Is it so hard for him to believe I like him enough to do something nice with him?
He sighs. “It feels like you feel guilty for what you said about me at the party, and you’re trying to compensate for?—”
“I don’t feel guilty, Ollie. It just wasn’t true.”
Vivi returns then, and we drop the conversation. “Okay, one last request,” she adds. “Oliver? Don’t waste her time.”
Ollie nods solemnly.
“Hey,” I say, “even if we do start dating again, no one is wasting anyone’s time in the first four months of a relationship.”
“Lies,” Vivi says. “If you want my brutal opinion, I think most people are pretty sure how they feel by the second date.”
