Page 19 of Bridesmaid Undercover
Kiss those beautiful lips of yours? Don’t mind if I do.
“Get to know my ex-girlfriend again.”
“Of course, I would love to,” I say with the biggest smile, only for my mind to register exactly what he said.
Wait…
Did he?
Did I…
He said what?
“Really?” he asks.
Errr…
I nervously laugh. “Uh, yessss…” I drag out as my mind takes two large steps back to recount his exact wording.
Did he mention his ex-girlfriend? Is that what he said?
“Fuck, that’s…that’s amazing. Thank you, Everly.” He leans back in his chair, looking positively relieved as I still try to understand what the hell is going on.
I take a sip of my coffee, trying to reset my brain before saying, “Your, uh, your ex-girlfriend?”
“Yes.” He pushes his hand through his hair. “I failed to mention that she’s Maple.”
“Who’s Maple?” I ask, feeling clueless.
“Maple,” he says as if I’m supposed to know this. From my blank expression, he adds, “The maid of honor we were talking about.”
Oh.
Dear.
God.
Maple is his ex-girlfriend?
The girl I’m supposed to mentor?
The girl I’ll be spending a lot of time with for the unforeseeable future as I show her how to be the perfect bridesmaid?
This can’t be real.
Why would I say yes to this?
Oh, that’s right, because you thought he was asking you out, you freaking nitwit.
“Oh, that Maple,” I say awkwardly, following it up with a laugh and a dismissive wave of my hand. “She’s your ex, sure, makes sense.”
Does it though?
What are the odds?
Pretty high with my luck, apparently.
“Yes, we all met in college,” he says. “Polly, Ken, me, and Maple. Maple and I dated for three years and then ended things when we found that we both were going in different directions for our careers. And now that her job has brought her back to San Francisco and we’ll be spending some time together, I figured it would be a great chance to try to rekindle some things.”
