“Yes, he’s back from Shanghai, and he’s acting like a bigger douche than ever,” she moaned. “He’s treating me like his assistant again. It’s not like I’ve been running the department for the last month or anything.”
“Drinks are on me, then,” I offered. “Maybe he’s treating you like that because he knows you can take over his job and do a better one in a heartbeat.”
“Bianca, you think very highly of me,” she said appreciatively. “However, you can’t afford to buy me all the drinks I’m going to need tonight.” She laughed and then paused. “Ooh, you also have to tell me how your date went with that guy you met online.”
“Oh, I told you about that?” I frowned into the phone, confused. I couldn’t remember mentioning that I was going to meet Matt, but ever since I’d started doing detective work on the side, I couldn’t really remember who I was telling what. I really needed to keep a journal of the information I was giving to different people. Rosie had been my best friend for years, but I knew that she wouldn’t approve of my investigations, so I hadn’t really told her much. But I was starting to think I needed to confide in her when I saw her later.
“Yeah, you told me you were going to meet that guy online, to help get over David, remember?”
“Oh, that was weeks ago, and I canceled it.” I groaned. “I had a feeling that it wasn’t going to work out.” I stared into my eyes in the mirror as I spoke. I felt bad about keeping secrets from Rosie.
“Bianca, you can’t cancel the date before you meet him. Plus, he looked hot in those photos you showed me online. All masculine and sexy.”
“Yeah, he was hot.” I nodded as I walked back to my computer. I shook my head as I sat down. I’d obviously told her about Matt if I’d shown her photos. “He just seemed like a bit of a creep.”
“They’re all creeps.” She sounded annoyed. “Anyway, he looked cute.”
“I don’t want to date a guy who’s creepy before we even meet.”
“How was he being creepy?”
“Listen to this e-mail he sent me last night.” I sat on the bed and put my laptop on my knees. “Hold on a sec. I’m going through my trash, since I deleted the e-mails.”
“No worries.” She paused. “Hey, I wanted to tell you that I saw David a couple of weeks ago.”
“Oh?” My heart stopped for a second, and I took a deep breath. “How did he look?”
“Handsome as ever.” She paused again. “Sorry.”
“It’s fine,” I said stiffly as an image of David crossed my mind.
I didn’t want to talk about David. Not over the phone. Not now. He was the most handsome guy I’d ever dated, with his dark brown locks and bright green eyes. He was tall and buff, and he looked like every woman’s dream. Rosie had been shocked when he’d asked me out and we’d started dating. She hadn’t known the lengths I’d gone through to get his attention. Though, to be honest, I’d never felt secure in the relationship, and when he’d cheated on me, I hadn’t been that surprised. Our relationship had been complex, and no one else knew exactly how complex it still was.
“Have you spoken to him recently?”
“Not since we broke up.” I bit my lower lip, hating to lie again. “I’ve started several e-mails though.”
“Does he still call you?”
“He called me a few times, but nothing in over a month.” I sighed. “Maybe he’s moved on.”
“He’s a dick, and you know what he was thinking with.” Rosie sounded hesitant. “I mean, I know guys have needs, but shit, he should have told you that he couldn’t wait anymore.”
“It wasn’t that I didn’t want to sleep with him.” I sighed. “It just never felt right. I wanted it to be special.” And it would never have been special with David, no matter how handsome I thought he was.
“I know. He’s an asshole.” Rosie went back to being supportive. “It’s his loss.”
“Exactly.” I sighed as I thought back to David. “Did he say anything to you when you saw him?” I asked casually.
“He said hi.” Rosie’s voice sounded awkward. “And something else, but it didn’t make sense.”
“Oh?” My fingers froze on the keyboard. “What else did he say?”
“He said that there was more than one way to skin a cat.”
“What?” I frowned. “What does that mean?”
“I don’t know. I’ve been thinking about it a lot. I think he’s trying to woo you.” Rosie’s voice became thoughtful. “I guess he figured out that just apologizing and calling wasn’t going to cut it. I bet he’s going to try to step it up a notch and really try harder to win you back.”