“Staying in drinking? Not at all. You have more wine, right?”
“I always have more wine.”
“Good. They should let us drink more wine at work like the French, don’t you think?”
“Um, I don’t think the French go to work drunk.” I laughed.
“But I read about it online.”
“Speaking of online—you want to check out Melvin?”
“Yes, please!”
I headed into the living room with her following behind me. After grabbing my laptop, I joined her on the couch as she poured herself another glass.
“Okay,” I said, sitting down next to her. “Let’s do some Facebook stalking.”
After a few minutes, I had signed in and located his profile page.
“Wow. He’s buff! Are you sure you want to pass him to me?”
“He’s definitely not bad to
look at, but he’s not for me,” I said.
“Really? Why not?”
I shrugged somewhat uncomfortably. “I don’t know.”
“It has something to do with Warren, doesn’t it?”
I took a drink of wine, ignoring her question.
“Anyway, I’m sure he’s fine,” she said, scrolling through his photos. “Aw, he has one of you and him in Afghanistan.”
“What?” I leaned forward, peering at the screen. “I don’t even remember that being taken.”
“Well, you had a lot on your mind at that time, right?”
“Yeah, I guess…” I sat back as she browsed through his other photos. “Well?” I asked.
“I’d go on a date with him,” she said, nodding approvingly.
“Yeah?”
“Hell yeah!”
“I’ll give you his number then,” I said. “Maybe it’ll get him off my back.”
“As long as he gets me on my back,” she said, grinning.
I laughed, pushing her gently before sitting up and grabbing my phone. “Here you go.” As I read off the digits, she put them in her phone. “Put it on speakerphone,” I said as she dialed.
“Okay. Hold on…”
As the phone rang, I felt like a middle school girl making a prank call for the first time.
“Hello, is Melvin there?” Kim asked.