resting my head on
the pillow, and could still smell his scent. Memories of my drunken rambling
and subsequent attempt at kissing him clouded my mind and I felt the humiliation
all over again. Luckily, I couldn’t dwell because Callie walked in looking
refreshed and joined me on the couch.
“So?”
“So? What?” I asked.
“Did you and Wyatt have fun?” she repeated.
“He brought me home and we talked. That’s it,” I
said.
“Anything else?” She grinned.
“You mean besides when I…fell asleep?” I almost
divulged more. I was close to spilling the details of my lax seduction skills,
but I decided against it.
“Boo.”
“Care to explain why you looked like a hot mess
when you walked in?”
“Oh, that,” she laughed. “Dallas and I were
watching The Notebook when we got
back. I wasn’t tired and he’d never seen it before.”
“That sounds…fun?”
“It was, actually. I mean, I can’t watch that
movie with any guy I’m interested in because then he’ll freak out at my crying,
and let’s face it, no guy is Noah Calhoun. Am I right?”
I laughed and agreed. We sat in companionable
silence for a beat when she looked at me again. Her concern was evident and I
knew she was going to try to get more information out of me. Truth was, I was
too exhausted to fight her.
“Were you able to have fun last night? Really?”
“I was,” I answered. And it was true. It was nice
to get out and do something I hadn’t done in quite some time.
“But? You’re holding out… Did something happen?”
“Nothing happened,” I said, taking the pillow and holding
it protectively in front of me. I didn’t mean to, but I sniffed the pillow, and
the light must have gone off for Callie because her eyes were wide. “What? Why
are you looking at me like that?”
“You didn’t sleep on the couch, but it sure looks
like someone did.” She smiled.
“It wasn’t anything. I fell asleep before he left
and Wyatt put me to bed.”
Callie continued to look at me with crazy,
excitement-filled eyes until I shook my head.
“No. I put these on myself.”
“Too bad,” she muttered, her smile waning.
“What time did you and Dallas get back?”
“About two. Why?”
Two? Wyatt said Dallas wasn’t home.
“No reason,” I lied.
Callie perked up and smiled. “Do you have plans
today?”
“Well, I did have a date with a book, but it’s not
set in stone.”
“Who knew all it took was taking you to a club to
get you to loosen up,” she teased.
“I’ve been to clubs before,” I said. “Besides, you
just met me. I am loose.”
“Are you now?” she teased and I rolled my eyes. “Then
maybe it was just spending time with me, or maybe Dallas… Wait, is Wyatt the
reason you’re nice today?”
“What?” I asked, shocked at her accusation. “I am nice.”
“If you say so,” she said as she stood up and
walked to the door.
I looked at her over the back of the couch and
watched her leave.
She was holding the door open and looked at me.
“I’m thinking of going for a hike at Griffith Park. Wanna join?”
I groaned and waved her off. The idea of walking,
let alone walking the way I felt, was not appealing.
“Fresh air. Beautiful view. It’ll do you some
good.”
“Fine,” I mumbled into the pillow I was still
holding. “Give me an hour.”
“You got it,” she said before closing the door.
“That girl is too perky,” I muttered.
***
“ Knockity-Knockity ,”
Callie said as she thumped on the door.
I was glad she gave me more than an hour because I
needed those extra forty-five minutes. I was showered and looked better than I had
earlier, but still felt like shit.
“You know, most people just knock, they don’t
actually say the word,” I said when I opened the door.
“And she’s back,” Callie said with animation.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Nothing…You look better,” she said, ignoring my question.
“Are you ready?”
“Yeah, just need to
the pillow, and could still smell his scent. Memories of my drunken rambling
and subsequent attempt at kissing him clouded my mind and I felt the humiliation
all over again. Luckily, I couldn’t dwell because Callie walked in looking
refreshed and joined me on the couch.
“So?”
“So? What?” I asked.
“Did you and Wyatt have fun?” she repeated.
“He brought me home and we talked. That’s it,” I
said.
“Anything else?” She grinned.
“You mean besides when I…fell asleep?” I almost
divulged more. I was close to spilling the details of my lax seduction skills,
but I decided against it.
“Boo.”
“Care to explain why you looked like a hot mess
when you walked in?”
“Oh, that,” she laughed. “Dallas and I were
watching The Notebook when we got
back. I wasn’t tired and he’d never seen it before.”
“That sounds…fun?”
“It was, actually. I mean, I can’t watch that
movie with any guy I’m interested in because then he’ll freak out at my crying,
and let’s face it, no guy is Noah Calhoun. Am I right?”
I laughed and agreed. We sat in companionable
silence for a beat when she looked at me again. Her concern was evident and I
knew she was going to try to get more information out of me. Truth was, I was
too exhausted to fight her.
“Were you able to have fun last night? Really?”
“I was,” I answered. And it was true. It was nice
to get out and do something I hadn’t done in quite some time.
“But? You’re holding out… Did something happen?”
“Nothing happened,” I said, taking the pillow and holding
it protectively in front of me. I didn’t mean to, but I sniffed the pillow, and
the light must have gone off for Callie because her eyes were wide. “What? Why
are you looking at me like that?”
“You didn’t sleep on the couch, but it sure looks
like someone did.” She smiled.
“It wasn’t anything. I fell asleep before he left
and Wyatt put me to bed.”
Callie continued to look at me with crazy,
excitement-filled eyes until I shook my head.
“No. I put these on myself.”
“Too bad,” she muttered, her smile waning.
“What time did you and Dallas get back?”
“About two. Why?”
Two? Wyatt said Dallas wasn’t home.
“No reason,” I lied.
Callie perked up and smiled. “Do you have plans
today?”
“Well, I did have a date with a book, but it’s not
set in stone.”
“Who knew all it took was taking you to a club to
get you to loosen up,” she teased.
“I’ve been to clubs before,” I said. “Besides, you
just met me. I am loose.”
“Are you now?” she teased and I rolled my eyes. “Then
maybe it was just spending time with me, or maybe Dallas… Wait, is Wyatt the
reason you’re nice today?”
“What?” I asked, shocked at her accusation. “I am nice.”
“If you say so,” she said as she stood up and
walked to the door.
I looked at her over the back of the couch and
watched her leave.
She was holding the door open and looked at me.
“I’m thinking of going for a hike at Griffith Park. Wanna join?”
I groaned and waved her off. The idea of walking,
let alone walking the way I felt, was not appealing.
“Fresh air. Beautiful view. It’ll do you some
good.”
“Fine,” I mumbled into the pillow I was still
holding. “Give me an hour.”
“You got it,” she said before closing the door.
“That girl is too perky,” I muttered.
***
“ Knockity-Knockity ,”
Callie said as she thumped on the door.
I was glad she gave me more than an hour because I
needed those extra forty-five minutes. I was showered and looked better than I had
earlier, but still felt like shit.
“You know, most people just knock, they don’t
actually say the word,” I said when I opened the door.
“And she’s back,” Callie said with animation.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Nothing…You look better,” she said, ignoring my question.
“Are you ready?”
“Yeah, just need to
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