Page 54 of Sour Notes
Subject: Re: Who’s the hunk?
LOL, Dickonomics stands. This particular dick lives under the same roof as me. Apparently, the right guy was under my nose the whole time.
M
The right guy was under my nose the whole time. I mean, that’s corny even for me, but I can’t exactly tell her the truth. For this to be believable, I need to sell the lie to almost everyone. Besides, maybe she’ll go easy on me when we end things. She sent a girl from our team on a spa weekend when she broke up with her boyfriend, and I sure as shit need a massage.
The tension all up in this joint's getting a little much. And nope, before you go there—it’s not sexual tension, thank you.
At least not alllll sexual tension anyway.
The closer we are to flying out, the worse things get. I’m not sure either of us grasped the enormity of what we’re about to do. We’ve barely spoken all week since the pink lipstick incident, and anything we have communicated has been via Post-its again, like old times.
Yay us.
Aren’t we the picture of young love?
How are we gonna pull this off if we can hardly look at each other?
I’m not sure if he’s still pissed at me for doing all this in the first place. I mean, he probably is.
Can’t say I’d blame him. If the situation were reversed, I’d be furious, so I’m not surprised he’s playing the avoidance game. I taught him well, since that’s usually my tactic.
Meanwhile, I’ve barely slept all week worrying if we’ll look real enough. I’ve imagined a thousand different ways Pete’s gonna figure it out and make sure I know it. He gets a sick satisfaction out of doing shit like that.
Nausea washes over me, and I take a long drag of water to wash out the sour taste he leaves in my mouth. How the hell didn’t I see the toxic bastard he was sooner?
My laptop pings with another email, perfectly timed to stop me spiraling down that path.
From: [email protected]
Subject: Re: Re: Who’s the hunk?
That’s the roommate??? Holy moly, looks like you’re hosting the next team BBQ. Has he got any brothers?
Asking for a friend.
Yes. The friend's me.
J
From: [email protected]
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Who’s the hunk?
Unfortunately not. He has a sister.
Also, don’t forget I’m flying out tomorrow. Nothing’s been delivered yet and I’m gonna need to take them away with me to use and review.
M
From: [email protected]
