Cinderella Screwed Me Over

Chapter Seventeen

Stephanie had shown up at my office on Friday and announced we were going to Blue for our weekly wedding planning session so she could meet “this Jake guy.” When I couldn’t talk her out of it, I’d reminded her that he and I were keeping things light, no matter what she thought of him. The fact that she’d rolled her eyes and said, Yeah, I’ve heard the speech. Numerous times, didn’t give me a whole lot of confidence in how this lunch was about to go down.

After Mindy seated us, Stephanie shook her head, her disappointed expression aimed at me. “I can’t believe you didn’t ask for him.”

I placed my napkin on my lap. “I’m not going to march in unannounced and demand to see him. Mindy will tell him I’m here, and he’ll come over if he gets a chance.”

Stephanie picked up her phone when it rang. To my surprise, she sent the call to voice mail. I watched her turn it off and toss it in her purse. “Whatever it is, it can wait.”

“If reaching over the table and checking your temperature wouldn’t knock over our water glasses, I’d do it.”

“I feel like I never see you anymore. Our short e-mails and texts just aren’t enough.” Stephanie placed her purse in the seat next to her. “By the way, Karl called and got your number. I hope that was okay.”

“Yeah, it’s cool. He sent me a picture of his black eye and we made jokes back and forth. He’s actually pretty funny.”

Stephanie leaned in. “You two aren’t…starting something?”

“No. Nothing like that. But we don’t hate each other anymore.”

“I never know with your philosophy on relationships…”

Jake neared the table. He smiled at me and I smiled back, my heart skipping a couple beats.

“…maybe you’re juggling half the guys in the city and you just forgot to tell me,” Stephanie finished.

My smile faded. I wasn’t sure what to say. Every damn time he came around, someone said something about me that I wished they hadn’t.

“I guess I should just feel lucky I’m one of them,” Jake said from behind Steph, causing her to jump.

That made my smile reappear. “Stephanie, I’d like you to meet Jake. Jake, my best friend, Stephanie.”

Stephanie twisted toward him. “That part about her juggling lots of guys was a joke. She’s really not.”

Jake sat next to me and draped his arm over my shoulders. “I know you have a no-kissing policy in front of clients. What’re the rules about kissing in front of your friends?”

I leaned in and pressed my lips against his. “I don’t have rules about everything.”

Jake shot me a skeptical glance, then turned his attention to Stephanie. “I hear you’re getting married soon.”

“In five weeks and one day.” That faraway, dreamy gleam entered her eye. “I can’t wait.” She sighed, then snapped out of it and pointed a finger at me. “I don’t want to hear it.”

I held my hands up. “I wasn’t going to say anything about your very specific countdown.”

Sarah walked over, pen and pad out.

“I guess that’s my cue.” Jake kissed my cheek. He dragged his nose across my skin, and when he spoke, his lips brushed my ear. “If you get a chance, come back to my office and say good-bye. Otherwise, I suppose I’ll just have to wait until you’re done juggling all your other guys.”

My skin was now covered in goose bumps. “I’ll try to squeeze you in. It was Jack, right?”

He flashed me a mischievous smile. “You can call me whatever you like, as long as you call me.”

If anyone but Stephanie was with me, I might’ve tried to play it cool. Instead I watched him walk away, grinning like an idiot.

After Sarah took our order, Stephanie leaned in. “Wow, Darby. He’s really hot.”

“I told you he was.”

“Yeah, but, dang. And he’s nice, and so all about you. How are you not in love with him already?”

Just the mention of the word love set off alarms, making my entire body tense up. I wasn’t in love with Jake, but I was starting to tip toward falling, and while it terrified me, there was a thrill hidden underneath the fear as well. If I said that, though, I’d never hear the end of it, so I shrugged and played it off. “I guess I know better. The only thing I’ve ever gotten from falling fast and hard is hurt.”

“I don’t want you to ruin things with him because of all your rules.”

I ran my fingers along the edge of the table. Keeping things from Stephanie never worked. We’d been friends too long and I needed to talk to her if I was really letting go—even if it was only a little bit. “I’m starting to rethink my rules. It’s not like they’ve worked out for me so well.”

A huge grin lit up Stephanie’s face. “Are you saying that—”

“No,” I said, holding up a stop-right-there hand. “I’m not disregarding them all. I did that for Porter, remember? I’m saying some of my rules I’m breaking—like letting it slide that Jake lives in my building and has a classic car and works at my favorite restaurant. I’m going to let myself enjoy the beginning, exciting part of our relationship. But some things, like the not getting too serious, are still firmly in place.”

Stephanie stuck out her lips, shifting them one way then the other. “I guess it’s better than nothing.” She tapped her fingers on the table, then glanced at her purse, and her fingers started moving faster.

“You can check it if you want to.”

Stephanie looked back up at me. “I wasn’t… I just worry that Anthony might be trying to get ahold of me.”

“It’s okay. Unlike you, I’ve accepted you the way you are. I’m done trying to change you.”

Steph reached for her purse. Halfway there, she dropped her hand. “No. You know what? If it’s important, it’ll be there in an hour.” She looked at me, a smug expression on her face. “See, people change. One small victory at a time.”

Jake walked into my line of sight. He said something to Chad, then glanced over at me. My instincts told me to look away and play it cool. Jake smiled at me, though, and I smiled back.

Maybe Stephanie was right. I wasn’t going to change my entire philosophy, but I was going to learn to be open to the possibility of a good relationship, even knowing it wasn’t going to last forever. Like she said, one small victory at a time.