In a Rush (Friendship, Rhode Island #2)

by Kate Canterbary

the one who waited all this time for me to find my way back to her—will do the fucking trick.”

ew

“Yeah. I’ll take care of it for you.” A small smile broke across his face. “Wife.”

“How do you know her again?” Stella asked. I watched Emme help the karate-kicker tuck a disaster of papers in his desk. When she was finished, she gave me a nod. I felt my lips turning up into a smile. The obvious answer was from back home, from high school, from ninth-grade biology, from listening to music in her car during lunch all of senior year so I didn’t have to talk to anyone. But I heard myself say, “She’s my favorite thing in the world.”

“Am I allowed to touch you?” “Of course,” she said. “Like you’re my wife?”

So, when I found myself staring into the eyes of the only woman I’d ever loved, I knew it wouldn’t feel like work at all.

We stared at each other. I knew she was thinking we would hurt my family when we split up. But I was thinking we could spare everyone and just keep this ruse going for the next fifty, sixty years.

And I’d do the math. I’d count the days and months and years until I turned thirty and I could come and get you.”