voice.
“Scott, I know you might not understand why I need to talk to him, but it’s just all very complicated and now he’s brought my dad into it.” I sighed. “It’s hard to explain, but this is something I need to do.”
“Okay.” He said simply. “But will you come to Henry’s gathering this weekend? You and Lacey?”
“I told you, I have to ask Lacey. I’m not sure what she’s going to want to do.”
“I hope you’ll come.” He said and pulled out his wallet. “I think it will be a good time.” He grabbed a bunch of twenties out of his wallet and dropped them on the table and stood up.
“Where are you going?” I looked up at him in surprise.
“I thought you wanted to be done?” He shrugged. “I have something else to do today so I’m going to head out. Did you need a ride?”
“No, I don’t need a ride.” I stared up at him. “Why, what are you doing?”
“I’m not sure you really want to know.” He glanced at me and pursed his lips.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I stood up as well. All sorts of thoughts flew through my head. What the hell was he talking about? What did he have to do and why wouldn’t I want to know?
“Elizabeth, just let me know if you can come this weekend and if you can start on the Monday after that, okay.” He started walking away from the table towards the front door and I hurried to keep up with him. “Have a good time with, Shane, later today.”
“Really? That’s all you have to say?”
“That’s all.” He gave me a quick smile, opened the door for me and then gave me a quick hug. “Give me a call tonight when you figure it out.”
“Do you even want me to come?” I asked him feeling awkward and unsure of myself all of a sudden, which I knew was really stupid. He had just asked me to come. He was the one that wanted me to go, not the other way around.
“What do you think, Elizabeth?” He rolled his eyes at me. “Have a good day.” He nodded and then walked away from me and towards the street where I assumed he’d parked his car. I watched after him, feeling frustrated and annoyed. He hadn’t even attempted to kiss me or try and get me to leave with him. It was like he didn’t even care. I knew I was being unfair. I knew that I didn’t have a right to be upset that he hadn’t tried to be more intimate with me. I knew that inside. Yet, my head didn’t want to acknowledge that I was being stupid. I wanted him to chase me and want me; even though I was the one that wasn’t fully committing to him, or committing at all. Everything was such a mess. I sighed and grabbed my phone as I walked towards my own car.
“Hey Elizabeth.” Lacey answered the phone right away. “You okay?”
“Hey you.” I spoke into the phone happily, glad that Lacey was always available to me. “Breakfast was awkward.”
“Well, you expected that.” She giggled. “This whole week has been awkward.”
“Yeah, that’s true.” I sighed and opened my car door. “So Scott told me that we were invited to spend the weekend at Henry’s mansion, do you remember Henry? Xander’s brother, from the flag football game?”
“Oh yeah kinda.” Lacey’s voice dropped slightly and I could hear my brain ticking in thought.
“Kinda?” I teased her. “Kinda or definitely?”
“Okay, so I definitely remember him, but not for any good reasons. He was so arrogant and such a jerk.” She rambled on and I couldn’t stop myself from laughing.
“So wow, he really made an impression on you.”
“You could say that.” She said thoughtfully. “Guess what?”
“What?” I asked her curiously, noting that she’d changed the subject. Interesting!
“I got a freelance job as a waitress for private events.” She said excitedly.
“A job? I thought you were meant to be concentrating on your writing?”
“It’s part-time.” She said quickly. “And I know you’re not working for Bob anymore.” She said. “We need the money.”
“Lacey, no.