Rachel Hawthorne

“It tastes like you,” he said.
The heat rushed into my face. “Uh, yeah, my lip balm…same flavor.”
“I think it just became my favorite ice cream.”
Ookaay. So was that an endorsement of my kiss?
“You say that like you’d never tried it before.”
“I hadn’t.”
I stared at him. “It’s one of their most famous. How could you not try it?”
“I’m not into trends. Just because someone else is doing it, doesn’t mean I want to.”
I glanced down at the ice cream melting in the carton. I remembered his taste--root beer. And Mac’s? I really couldn’t say.
It was rare when I didn’t delve into ice cream with gusto. “Earlier you said you and Mac had talked about me. What exactly?”
“Just usual guy stuff.”
“Like what?”
“How much he likes you.”
My insecurities were circling. “Did he like me before Dave and Bubba’s, before Tiffany put me through the extreme makeover?”
“Why wouldn’t he?”
He sounded completely baffled, like maybe I’d just asked a Tiffany-style question.
“Okay, look, earlier, when I mentioned being honest, I just wanted to say that it was weird kissing Mac in front of you, because I don’t kiss guys in front of people. So, anyway, I just wanted you to know that.”
“Consider it known.”
“Okay then.”
I got up. “Do you want me to leave this with you?”
“Sure you don’t mind?”
“Nah.” I handed him the carton and spoon. “Enjoy.”
My offer wasn’t totally generous. I took perverse pleasure at the thought he’d think about me with each bite.
I wondered if maybe he might have been my date tonight if he wasn’t living in my house.
Would it be rude to ask him to move out?”

Rachel Hawthorne, The Boyfriend League
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