Sally bit her lip, considering.
“Vegas?”
Amy made a face.
“No, too cheesy. Back to San Francisco?”
Sally shook her head.
“Nah, I want someplace different.” Her face lit up as an idea came to her. “Have you ever been to Seattle?”
Sally knew by the look on Amy’s face that she had picked the winner.
“I love Seattle!” Amy exclaimed. “And you can get amazing coffee, like, anywhere in that city!”
“Oh my god, you have a problem!” Sally teased her, rolling her eyes.
“Whatever! You love it!” Amy said, already looking at her phone and tapping the screen. In a few moments, she said, “Shit! We missed the last flight to Seattle out of John Wayne.” She tapped her screen a few more times. “But there’s a flight out of L.A. in three hours.”
“No time to eat!” Sally declared, already gathering her purse.
Amy was doing the same.
“You drive, I’ll book!” she told Sally.
Their server came by, ready to take their order. “I’m sorry,” Sally told the young woman. “But we have to leave.” She pulled a twenty out of her wallet and hastily handed it to her. “But take this!”
In the car, before she started driving, Sally unlocked her phone and handed it along with her wallet to Amy so her girlfriend could make all the bookings.
“Ooh,” Amy began when she had Sally’s phone in her possession. “Now I can see what other women you’ve been texting.”
Sally laughed.
“Go ahead,” she challenged, pulling out of the restaurant’s parking lot. “You’ll find tons of messages from Lisa, my bestie; too many messages from my Mom; a woman from work named Sandra, who’s, like, sixty-years-old and, let’s see…”
“Someone named Ainsley,” Amy said in a teasing voice.
Fuck!
Sally had forgotten about the handful of texts she had shared with Ainsley leading up to their one and only date.
“That’s nobody!” Sally exclaimed.
“Hmm…looks like you met up for drinks with Ainsley Nobody the day after our first date…”
“Amy, seriously, she’s nobody! It was one of my mother’s stupid fix ups! And her mother’s too! We agreed to meet just to get them off our backs! But I swear to you, five minutes after I met her I told her that you and I had started dating!”
“Five minutes!” Amy exclaimed, an edge to her voice. “It took that long?”
Christ! Why didn’t I delete those messages!
“Amy…baby…” Sally began in a pleading tone. But then she stopped.
In the seat next to her, Amy was laughing.
At first, Sally was confused but then the penny dropped and she took her right hand off the steering wheel to reach over and playfully smack Amy’s leg.
“So, you really believe me when I tell you Ainsley is nobody?” she asked.