“Uh, no. I’m doing two shows here, so I have one night off between them.”
“We should get dinner then. The four of us.”
“The four of us?” I echo.
“Yeah. You, me, Eric, and Teddy. You and he must be getting along if you’re on tour together. It would be nice to catch up.”
It would be nice to catch up?This is the guy she made me swear to stay away from at senior prom. The same guy we still avoid talking about—nearly nine years after their relationship ended.
“It would be?”
“Yeah. I mean, he’ll always be that guy for me, but I’ve moved on.”
“Right,” I say weakly.He’ll always be that guy for medoesn’t sound likeI’d be fine if you dated my ex, Sutton.Whether she’s moved on or not.
And I’m not looking for permission, anyway. I pushed dating Teddy Owens into thenever ever happeningcategory a long time ago.
There are a lot of reasons why we’d never work, Ellie only being one complication.
But I guess I only shut the door on the possibility, not locked it, because her words send an unexpected pang of sadness through me. I shake it off and look back out the window at the gray landscape.