“Whatever you want to do,” Mona said leaning forward. “Don’t you see the beauty of this? You are a single woman with no ties to anyone. You can crush on whoever you want, whenever you want. You can ask a guy out, you can date someone, you can fuck someone, you can date five someones at one time if you wanted.”
“But this is slightly different,” I said putting down my pizza. “This is my ex’s brother. This is Jason Banks we are talking about here.”
“So?” Mona laughed loudly. “God, this is so perfect. Most people who go through a divorce are already in another relationship. Hell, my father was already engaged when the divorce went through with my mother. There is nothing wrong with scoping someone out already, even if he happens to be the douche bag’s brother. Who knows, maybe you were meant to be with Jason and you j
ust got your j’s mixed up.”
“This is crazy,” I said shaking my head. “Like, Jerry Springer crazy.”
“Call him,” she said with wide eyes.
“No,” I gasped. “And say what?”
“I don’t know.” She laughed. “Wanna have lunch? Wanna talk? Wanna have wild, blow me away, passionate sex?”
“Get serious, Mona,” I said with blushed cheeks.
“Oh, my God,” she screamed, seeing my red face. “You do want to fuck his brains out! I love it!”
“Stop,” I said, laughing and holding my cheeks. “He’s hot. I mean, can you blame me?”
“Absolutely not,” she roared. “Call him. Do it. Do it now. Come on.”
“Fine,” I said putting up my hand. “But you have to be quiet.”
“Scouts honor,” she said holding up two fingers.
“You have a vagina. You couldn’t have been a scout.”
“Fine,” she responded, holding up a v. “Vagina honor.”
“That’s some serious shit,” I said as I scrolled through my phone.
“I know,” she said with a serious face.
I found Jason’s number on my phone and sat there with my finger hovering over the call button. I was completely freaking out, not knowing whether I should do it or check out and just go back to imagining him naked in my head. I tapped my foot loudly on the floor and closed my eyes, pressing the call button and holding it up to my ear. I looked over at Mona who was covering her mouth with her hands and squealing. I put my finger to my lips and shushed her as the phone rang in my ear.
“Hello?” His voice was deep, and I immediately thought about hanging up.
“Hey,” I said as Mona moved her hands to get me going. “It’s Tiffany.”
“Hey, how are you?”
“I’m good.” Not really. Not at all. I was feeling awkward. “I actually was calling to find out if you wanted to have lunch tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow?” he asked. I held my breath waiting for his response. “Yeah, that actually sounds perfect.”
“Oh, great,” I said, surprised.
“It’s funny,” he chuckled. “I was actually getting ready to call you and ask you the same thing.”
“Ha,” I responded with wide eyes.
“So, I’ll meet you at the Frisk? Like twelve thirty?”
“Yes,” I said excitedly. “That sounds great!”
“Awesome,” he said nervously. “It was good hearing your voice, Tiff.”