Our Way

My phone instantly rings, the name Nathan lights up the screen. “Hello.”

“You’re going out tonight?” he snaps.

“Just for dinner.”

“I don’t want you to. I haven’t seen you all week.”

“You don’t have a choice.”

“Who are you going out with?”

“Jolie and Brooke. It’s just dinner, Nathan. I haven’t seen my friends in ages, and I live with you. You get to see me all the time.”

He exhales heavily, unimpressed.

“Unless you want to start another fight over nothing,” I snap. “I’m only too happy to go there.”

“Don’t be late,” he warns.

“Will you pick me up?” I ask.

“Fine.” He stays silent as he hangs on the line. “And?” he asks.

“And what?”

“Is that it?”

He’s waiting for me to tell him that I love him. Well, too bad. I’m not. “Is that it from you?”

“Yes, it is,” He snaps and I know he’s holding his temper.

“I’ll text you where we are tonight. Goodbye.” I hang up in a rush.

I can just imagine his fuming face right now.

Oh well…. he can get over it.

* * *

I see Jo and Brooke at the back of the restaurant, sitting in a booth. I make my way over to them.

“Hi.” I fall into my seat.

“Hey.” Jolie laughs, and Brooke gets up and kisses me.

I glance down to see a near-empty bottle of wine, and I frown. “How long have you two been here?”

“A while,” Jolie replies dryly. “I’ve got issues.” I chuckle as I fill my glass with the remainder of the bottle. “Join the club.”

Brooke rolls her eyes. “I don’t have issues.”

“Yes, you do,” Jolie mutters dryly. “You’re fucking boring, that’s a big issue. It’s worse than ours.”

I giggle as I sip my wine. “What’s the issue, Jo?”

“Well, you know how I’m seeing Santiago?”

“Yeah. Did you wee on him yet?”