Best Friends Don't Kiss

Enjoy Christmas.

Go to Ava’s high school reunion (and tell Callie she’s a bitch).

Dance, drink, eat cake at Kate’s wedding.

Come back to New York.“That’s a sad excuse for a plan.” She rolls her eyes, but then giggles. “Well, besides the telling Callie she’s a bitch part. That’s pretty good.”

“We’ve been best friends for years, Ace. I know you better than I know anyone. Hell, sometimes I know you better than I know myself,” I respond, take the highlighter out of her hand, shut the notebooks, and shove everything to the side of the coffee table. “Trust me on this. This is the only plan we need.”

“And if your plan goes up in freaking flames?”

“It won’t, but if it does, then—”

“Then I’ll put it out, just like the infamous hot plate.”

I chuckle. “Okay. Yeah.”

I smile at her hard-earned acquiescence. Honestly, I’m just looking forward to spending time with Ava before I have to leave New York for good.

Which you still haven’t told her about…

Internally, I cringe. I will tell her the NASA news, but not tonight.

For now, I just want to focus on reassuring Ava that we’re going to enjoy ourselves in Vermont and she has no need to be stressed out over the little shit.November 18th

AvaNearly simultaneously, my laptop pings with a new email and my phone chimes with a text notification. On a sigh, I click out of the Excel spreadsheet I’m currently working through and check my inbox first.From: Callie Camden-Baccus

Subject: Change of plans!

Ava,

I know you’ve already put the order in at the bakery, but I’ve decided we need to go with a vanilla cake instead of chocolate. And I think our additional desserts need to be a little fancier than simple cupcakes. I mean, this is our fifteen-year high school reunion we’re talking about. I’m thinking something like macarons or eclairs or miniature cheesecakes.

XOXO, CallieFor the love of everything, it’s just desserts.

With the way she keeps flooding my inbox with bullshit like this, you’d think we were planning for the Queen’s arrival. Pretty sure the people we went to high school with will give exactly zero fucks about what flavor cake we order. If there’s free booze, which I’ve already ensured would be there after Miss Planner Extraordinaire tossed that onto my plate the other day, then I’d say we’re good. No doubt, the alcohol is the most important part for just about anyone who is forced to attend their high school reunion.

Luckily, I kind of, sort of, definitely forget to order the desserts from the bakery. I called. I even got prices. But I didn’t exactly follow through. Whoops.

I make a mental note to actually call the bakery later today and put in the order, and I take a page out of Luke’s book and send Callie a short email back that consists of one thumbs-up emoji.

When I check my text messages, I’m blessed—not really—to find that my mom and aunts are up to their usual pestering business.Mom: It’s been FOUR days since you told me you have a boyfriend, and you’ve yet to tell me ANYTHING about him. I don’t even know his freaking name!Aunt Poppy: What’s the story, Ava?Aunt Lily: Ava has a boyfriend??? Oh my goodness, if this isn’t the best news I’ve heard all week!!!!Sweet Lucifer.

Technically, I never told her I had a boyfriend. I just never told her I didn’t.

But now you can actually say Luke is your boyfriend…

A deep sigh escapes my lungs as I think about the consequences of dropping that fictional bomb. Obviously, they’re going to find out soon, you know, when you bring him with you to Vermont…

My fate decided, I hesitantly type out a response.Me: You actually already know him.Mom: Who????Mom: Oh, wait…don’t tell me. ARE YOU DATING LUKE????Aunt Poppy: Oh, please say it’s true! Say you’re dating that sexy pilot! Say you’re dating that hot-piece-of-pilot-ass, and you’ll make me the happiest old woman on this side of the Mississippi!Aunt Lil: I’m on pins and needles over here, Ava! Tell us already!“God help us all,” I mutter to myself as I type out my next response.Me: I am, in fact, dating Luke.Mom: YES! YES! YES! FINALLY, YOU TWO REALIZED YOU’RE MEANT TO BE TOGETHER!Wait…what? What in the hell is she talking about?Aunt Poppy: !!!!!!!!!!Aunt Lil: I FEEL LIKE CHRISTMAS CAME EARLY!Aunt Poppy: BECAUSE IT DID, LIL!Mom: OH MY GOODNESS, I AM SO EXCITED, AVA!Holy caps lock.

With my phone vibrating like it’s turned into a freaking sex toy, I click out of the chat and drop the device back onto my desk with a soft thud. They are insanely excited, and it only makes me feel guilt. And shame.

Ugh.

I just hope it all turns out to be worth it in the end.

“Knock, knock.” My boss Daphne peeks her head into my office, and I smile up at her, but also tilt my head to the side in confusion as I slip my phone into my pocket.