Not Sorry

Jamie smiles. “I know. Now, get your ass out of my house, and go tell her that you love her.”

“Five seconds ago, you told me that I should go have a threesome and that I might not even want to get married. Why would you want me to go tell Olive that I love her?”

“Because you do love her.”

I feel the steam coming out of my nostrils as I listen to Jamie.

“Do you love Olive?”

“Yes.”

“Then, that is all that matters. If you love her, then nothing else matters.”

I pace back and forth in her room. Jamie is crazy.

“Do you still love me?” Jamie asks.

I stop pacing and look at her. “I love you, of course.”

“But not like you love Olive,” Jamie finishes for me.

I nod.

She grins. “I knew it. Go! Get out of my house!”

I grab my coat and start walking toward the door. Jamie is right. I don’t know what is going on with Olive. What she is doing or if she is trying to work things out with Owen, but the problem is, I still love her, and I will do anything to stay with her.

“Where is Olive? Is she still at her apartment?” I ask Jamie.

Jamie bites her lip.

“What is it?”

“She moved out.”

“What’s her new address?”

Jamie thinks for a moment. “I can’t tell you.”

I raise an eyebrow at her. ?

?Why the hell not?”

“Because it would be a betrayal of my friendship with her. And it’s more romantic this way. It will mean more to Olive if you took the time to find her.”

“Jamie, just tell me.”

“No,” she says with a giant smile on her face.

I sigh. “You are the most frustrating woman in the world.”

I walk to the door.

“Where are you going?” Jamie asks.

“To find Olive and win her back without your help.”

I hear a cheer from Jamie as I leave.