something would work out for you, too.”
“That’s okay. They were embarrassing at the time, but I’m over it now. Scott didn’t seem to mind anyway, and the thing is I’m not really interested—”
“I just wanted to see what Scott’s reaction would be so I could gaug e how he felt about you,” she interrupted.
Now I was curious. “So what do you think?” I asked innocently.
“It’s hard to tell. I don’t think he’s pining over anyone. And when I asked you about Josh, he wasn’t looking at you, but he didn’t look particularly worried either, so he’s not easy to read.” She paused and seemed to be choosing her next words carefully. “But I can read you.”
“What?”
“You just said weren't interested, but I can tell you like him more than you’re letting on.”
I didn’t want to hear any more and got defensive. “No I don’t. Scot t and I are just having sex. That’s it. It’s helping me get over Josh, but that’s all our relationship is. I don’t even know if we’d be friends after this. He’s great, and he’s hot, but long term? I said it was time for a chan ge, and that’s what I’m doing.”
“So you would like it to be more?” She was seeing straight through me and ignoring everything I was saying out loud.
“ I’m happy with the way things are,” I said defiantly and avoided looking at her. “I’m not ready for another relationship yet, besides I kind of lied when you asked about Josh. I didn’t think it was right to say I’m still in love with my ex-boyfriend when the guy I’m bonking is sitting right next to me.”
“Do you realise your voice goes up an octave when you lie?" She didn’t believe me, which was fair enough considering I wasn’t even sure I believed myself. "Don’t worry; your secret is safe with me.”
There was no point in pretending then. “Does Nathan know?” I had a horrible vision of Nathan making fun of my little crush as they trudged the snowy streets outside and Scott shaking his head and saying “Poor girl, definitely not my type but such an easy lay” as he eyed off some tall, slim, blonde ski-bunny and thought, “Damn, I wis h Abby wasn’t here so I could be with other chicks.” My own head wa s doing more damage to my self-esteem than real life events.
She scoffed. “Nathan wouldn’t know if his head was on fire. And don’t worry, Scott’s oblivious, too. It must be a guy thing. The que stion is, are you going to do anything about it?”
That was a good question. At least I was rescued from having to answer it as the front door slammed and heavy footsteps announced the boys’ return. They walked in with a case of beer and another cask of wine, along with a bag of groceries to replenish our, ahem, dinner supplies. I jumped up and took the bag, which included a small turk ey ready roast, from Nathan’s arms and joined Scott in the kitchen where he was filling the fridge with the bottles of beer. “It must be cold out there; your cheeks are all red,” I observed, touching the side of his cold face with the back of my hand. To my surprise, he held my hand there and kissed it lightly. “Do you want a beer?” he asked, promptly drop ping my hand and reaching into the fridge.
“Yeah, yeah thanks.” I turned away before he could see my own reddening cheeks and unpacked the bag.
I needed to get this sorted out. Okay, I liked him, I'd admitted that , but the whole point was to enjoy myself and just let it be what it is. He wasn’t looking for a relationship. The best thing was to keep telling myself ‘this is just some fun,’ get over Josh, and keep looking elsewhere .
Scott placed a couple of bottles on the bench in front of me and took a couple more into the living room for Nathan and Kate. “Jesus, get a room!” I heard him holler before he came into the kitchen again. “Want a hand with dinner? Those two are about as entertaining as... soft core porn.”
“That might be what you would get if you stayed
“That’s okay. They were embarrassing at the time, but I’m over it now. Scott didn’t seem to mind anyway, and the thing is I’m not really interested—”
“I just wanted to see what Scott’s reaction would be so I could gaug e how he felt about you,” she interrupted.
Now I was curious. “So what do you think?” I asked innocently.
“It’s hard to tell. I don’t think he’s pining over anyone. And when I asked you about Josh, he wasn’t looking at you, but he didn’t look particularly worried either, so he’s not easy to read.” She paused and seemed to be choosing her next words carefully. “But I can read you.”
“What?”
“You just said weren't interested, but I can tell you like him more than you’re letting on.”
I didn’t want to hear any more and got defensive. “No I don’t. Scot t and I are just having sex. That’s it. It’s helping me get over Josh, but that’s all our relationship is. I don’t even know if we’d be friends after this. He’s great, and he’s hot, but long term? I said it was time for a chan ge, and that’s what I’m doing.”
“So you would like it to be more?” She was seeing straight through me and ignoring everything I was saying out loud.
“ I’m happy with the way things are,” I said defiantly and avoided looking at her. “I’m not ready for another relationship yet, besides I kind of lied when you asked about Josh. I didn’t think it was right to say I’m still in love with my ex-boyfriend when the guy I’m bonking is sitting right next to me.”
“Do you realise your voice goes up an octave when you lie?" She didn’t believe me, which was fair enough considering I wasn’t even sure I believed myself. "Don’t worry; your secret is safe with me.”
There was no point in pretending then. “Does Nathan know?” I had a horrible vision of Nathan making fun of my little crush as they trudged the snowy streets outside and Scott shaking his head and saying “Poor girl, definitely not my type but such an easy lay” as he eyed off some tall, slim, blonde ski-bunny and thought, “Damn, I wis h Abby wasn’t here so I could be with other chicks.” My own head wa s doing more damage to my self-esteem than real life events.
She scoffed. “Nathan wouldn’t know if his head was on fire. And don’t worry, Scott’s oblivious, too. It must be a guy thing. The que stion is, are you going to do anything about it?”
That was a good question. At least I was rescued from having to answer it as the front door slammed and heavy footsteps announced the boys’ return. They walked in with a case of beer and another cask of wine, along with a bag of groceries to replenish our, ahem, dinner supplies. I jumped up and took the bag, which included a small turk ey ready roast, from Nathan’s arms and joined Scott in the kitchen where he was filling the fridge with the bottles of beer. “It must be cold out there; your cheeks are all red,” I observed, touching the side of his cold face with the back of my hand. To my surprise, he held my hand there and kissed it lightly. “Do you want a beer?” he asked, promptly drop ping my hand and reaching into the fridge.
“Yeah, yeah thanks.” I turned away before he could see my own reddening cheeks and unpacked the bag.
I needed to get this sorted out. Okay, I liked him, I'd admitted that , but the whole point was to enjoy myself and just let it be what it is. He wasn’t looking for a relationship. The best thing was to keep telling myself ‘this is just some fun,’ get over Josh, and keep looking elsewhere .
Scott placed a couple of bottles on the bench in front of me and took a couple more into the living room for Nathan and Kate. “Jesus, get a room!” I heard him holler before he came into the kitchen again. “Want a hand with dinner? Those two are about as entertaining as... soft core porn.”
“That might be what you would get if you stayed
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