My Father's Best Friend

a

r's smooth voice wafted across the room, and I closed my eyes, losing mys

giggle interru

ext to me. She had her ass pressed as far back as it would go

es my in

ng from across the room. His mouth hung open as he stared

ed at my best friend.

llapse forward. Some days, there was just no trying with Erica. The girl lived to get a ris

and everyone echoed the wor

ept for Eric

ere," she whispered, bu

lked toward us. As his gaze fell lower, though, it hit E

ectory switched, and he

hat." I rolled my pink yoga mat up a

actuall

racted to Dirty Pirate Guy." With most of the

sy top-bun, Erica fell into step next

d the dreads? And 'mean' is you flirting with dudes when you have a perf

never flirted with anyone. Matt

eat-slicked skin, cooling me down immensely. Though the pedestrians darting to and fro all wore sweaters or jackets

s with us and the instructor totally made

laughed. "He sti

le at the memory. The guy was a total goof, and yet, he com

e all done, but there was no getting him to come inside.

I laughed again.

are?" she

tion, making a beeline for the tapas bar on the corner. It went without saying

eed to get a man that meets some of my standards and do

e boyfriend conversation all together as we plop

wo glasses of red were on the bar in no time at all. I slowly took the first sip, relis

unday

very one of Erica's teet

nd all day long. At this point, it was like there was a giant ticking

th. Oxygen didn't help. Nope.

. You'll do

ow could she know whether I would perform well or not? This would be my first job as

t kinder

It's not kindergarten

en nervous, and then remembered I'd chopped my locks off weeks ago. The wispy pixi

-hm

brief moment, I missed kindergarten. The six years teaching it had been a whirlwind. While that kind

he next day? Something I was

school," I

ed," she said, near

at I was going to say before I even opened my mouth. That was both a

skin. Though it was September outside, the tapas bar was incredibly warm. "You alway

kno

e wasn't in my nature. Maybe it had something to do with my standard, happy upbringing, where the greatest mix-up in routine involved taking the family

d a best friend who thrive

what was right aro