I’m starting work on The Rebound List #3, Stranger, and with it am thinking about what’s to come. This scene has been left out of Silver Fox and I’m not sure it fits into Stranger either so I may just skip it. Anyway, hope you enjoy it as a little teaser 😉
“That’s how you said it, in that context?” Sally’s eyes are wide, chin about to hit the floor. “You didn’t seriously tell Craig you’re quitting right when he was about to figure out whether to ask you on a date? That’s cold, no that’s downright evil!”
“Umm, well… Better out than in?” I shrug, trying to hide the stabbing embarrassment that overcomes me every time I replay the conversation in my head. She’s right, that was absolutely terrible. I should learn to think before talking.
“You are as tactful and subtle as a rhinoceros at times. Damn!” Sally looks like she might burst into laughter, if only she could remember to breathe.
“Fuck, I don’t know. Let’s talk about something else…”
“Fine. Damn… No wonder he didn’t take it very well though. Next time, please talk to me first, OK? I’ll tell you what to say and how.” She leans forward and grabs the bottle of Merlot from the table, refilling our glasses.
“So, Becks. Remind me what’s next.” Sally scoots closer to me and slides my glass back in my direction.
I show her the pad. Two entries crossed out, two remain.
“Ohh, I like the sound of that!”
I’m not convinced and lean back against the sofa, taking a sip.
“Yeah, I guess.”
My tone must’ve tipped her off because she pats me on the arm reassuringly.
“Seriously, that one will be the easiest yet. We’ll go out together, I can be your wing-girl. Or whatever. Perhaps we should go to a club. Wait!” Sal smacks the armrest of the sofa with her flat hand.
“I’ve got the perfect plan! Four words: New – Year’s – Eve – Party!”
I sigh and let the idea sink in. Pick up some random at a party? That’s so not me. But then, that’s the whole point of the list, isn’t it?