tit out there.”
“How exactly is it that you know how hot a witch’s tit is, Em?” Andrew quizzed her. Those two were always giving each other shit.
Emily just rolled her eyes, flipped him off and then took a bite of her sandwich.
Andrew turned to me. “So, Ty, turning the big two-three tomorrow, huh? You got any big plans for the day?”
“No big plans that I know of. Riley may possibly come over in the afternoon but until then I’m free.” Twenty-three. “Damn, I’m getting old.”
“Yeah, before you know it you’ll be an old geezer shuffling around with a walker,” Emily teased. She was probably ten years older than Andrew and myself but a hard worker and a great asset to our team.
“So, things with you and Riley seem to be coming along nicely.” Andrew was a smug bastard sometimes, the best friend I could ever ask for, but that didn’t mean that I wasn’t annoyed with how right he was sometimes.
“Yeah, things are good.” I refused to give him the satisfaction of too many details. “But I have a few things to talk to you about later.”
Emily stood up from her desk and grabbed her purse. “That’s my cue,” she announced. “I’m heading down to the coffee shop for a latté; you boys want anything?”
Andrew shook his head. “Nope, we’re good,” I told her. “Thanks, though.”
She winked at me and walked out the door. Andrew turned to me with his serious face on. “Okay, what’s up?”
Here goes nothing. I cleared my throat and then dropped the bomb on him.“Alex has been calling me.”
Andrew’s face was priceless and I’d wished that my camera was ready at that moment. His eyes grew wide, his jaw dropped and he inhaled audibly which was so very overly dramatic of him. I couldn’t help but laugh. “What do you mean Alex has been calling you? How long has this been going on? Does Riley know? Oh, god, Robyn is going to castrate me if you hurt him.” He was rapidly rattling off questions so I put my hand up to halt him so I could answer some of them.
“Stop, Andrew, let me talk for a second, all right?” He nodded and I relayed the whole story to him. I started from when I called Alex the night I took Riley out for the first time and ended with the phone call from the night before.
“So, just to clarify, you haven’t actually spoken to him?”
“No, not yet.”
“What do you mean not yet? You aren’t actually thinking about it, are you?” He was giving me that look, the one that said I was being a dumbass and should really reexamine my thoughts.
“I mean I haven’t yet and I don’t know if I want to or not.” I let out a long, frustrated groan. “It’s all so confusing, Andrew. I mean, Riley is great and I’m having a blast with him but I know that Alex is trying to get a hold of me and I don’t know how long my willpower will last. It takes everything in me not to answer the phone every single time he calls.”
“Oh, for christ’s sake, Tyler. I know it’s been difficult for you, but look at how far you’ve come since you met Riley. You’re actually going out and enjoying yourself. You’re happier, everyone has noticed, and you truly smile again. This is a refreshing change for you and I don’t want to see you spiral down that road again.” He gave me a pointed look. “I honestly think it’s best if you just leave Alex in the past, Ty. You deserve better than that.”
I was tired of people telling me I deserved better than Alex because he was the best thing that’d ever happened to me. I threw my hands up in the air, totally exasperated with the whole situation. “I know what I deserve, Drew; I deserve to be with the person that makes me happy, and regardless of everything that’s happened, Alex is that person. That’s what makes this so damn hard. He’s with someone else, and I want to know why he’s calling me if he has a boyfriend, but if I answer his call,
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