How the hell does she know?
Bryan.
“Thanks for telling me, by the way. I’m seriously questioning our whole friendship. How in the hell did Bryan know before me? I swear, guys are way more gossipy.”
I pause for a long moment, really not knowing why I didn’t text Catherine first thing this morning. Or, hell, even last night.
Then it hits me.
“I didn’t want you to talk me out of it.”
Ha. Now it’s her turn to pause.
“Why the hell would I talk you out of it?” She sounds genuinely shocked.
“I don’t know, maybe it was the tears you had to deal with last time?”
“Oh sweetie, no. One, I didn’t know Ady was Adrien. Two, I never really knew Ady. You kept him secret for a long time. Then we moved away. By the time you told me about him, I was already settled here. For what it’s worth, you are both better people now.”
“Some friend you are.” I pretended to be offended by her last comment.
“Hey, I love both of you. Bryan has been meaning to introduce you two for a while, and this whole why don’t you come to dinner routine was already planned between Bry and me. Bryan just wanted to check he was still single before he introduced you last night. It’s why we wanted you in town early for the wedding.”
The sly fox.
“By the way, you’re going to be seeing a lot of each other over the next few days, so enjoy the eye candy, sample the goods.” She laughs.
“I’ve already sampled the goods.”
“Ha ha ha. I guess you have. And?”
“And what? You know, he’s the best sex I’ve ever had.”
A throat clears behind me.
“Sara.”
I hear the relaxed tone in his voice before I turn around.
There it is again. That shit-eating grin.
“Ha ha ha. I heard that. Guess this is my cue to leave. Enjoy breakfast. Give Adrien a kiss for me.”
“See you later.”
“Bye fiend.”
Adrien’s phone pings with a text message.
He laughs and shows me the phone.
Catherine: Keep two feet on the floor at all times.
He shows me his replay.
Adrien: I do some of my best work with two feet on the floor.
Adrien laughs, sending her a reply.