Maybe I Will : A Romantic Comedy by Melanie Jacobson

Author:Melanie Jacobson [Jacobson, Melanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Four Petal Press
Published: 2022-05-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Chloe

“Tell me what I saw on that sofa the other night,” Anneke demands.

“Hey, Anneke. Welcome back. How was your week?”

“I stood around in overpriced gowns and tried to look like I felt like a goddess when mostly I wanted Doritos and pee breaks. The usual. Don’t avoid my question.”

It’s not like I’d thought it would work. But when Dylan had left the other night after the Taco Chronicles, I’d hidden in the bathroom until I figured Anneke had tired of waiting for me. Then I’d snuck into my room and kept the lights out, changing into my pajamas by the light of my cell phone.

Childish? No. Smart and effective.

Otherwise, Anneke would have grilled me about Dylan, and I knew I only had to avoid her until she took her early flight the next morning.

Unfortunately, it looks like I miscalculated how interesting she finds the nothing-burger that is Dylan and me.

I go to the fridge for a yogurt to buy time. There has to be a way to spin this.

“Chloe. Stop avoiding me and tell me what’s going on with you and Dylan.”

“Is this all you thought about while you were gone?”

“Yes. I fixated on it the entire time, and now I won’t rest until you tell me. By the way, the more you avoid the question, the bigger I think the story is.”

I shut the fridge door harder than I need to. “There’s no story. Dylan came over and we watched Netflix.”

“And yet one wonders what might have happened had a certain roommate not returned to her shared apartment at that moment.”

“Literally nothing.” It’s the truth.

“That’s not a good enough story,” she says. “I’ve been with Jonah for six months, and I’m perfectly happy, but for the rest of my life I’m going to need other people’s falling in love stories for entertainment.”

I choke on my yogurt. “You’re getting way ahead of yourself here.”

“Am I?” She settles onto the sofa. “There’s been a vibe between you two since the first time I saw you together at Miles’s house.”

“Miles and Ellie’s house,” I correct her, and we both grin at each other.

“Anyway, there was a vibe.”

“Did it feel like a vibe where we hated each other’s guts? Because that’s the only vibe we’ve ever had.” Only my cheeks go warm because after Dylan’s confession, I know this is only half-true. He said he’d had a crush on me for a long time. I still don’t know what to make of that.

“It felt like a vibe where you either used to date or were about to. Definite chemistry.”

I stare at her, surprised. “Chemistry is a two-way thing. That was not a two-way situation.”

Anneke shrugs. “My job makes me very good at body language. My dad tells me to always trust my instincts. I know what I saw. Fess up, Chloe.”

“Nothing to confess. No vibe. No chemistry.”

“Why not?” She’s wearing her curious expression I’m learning to dread. This must be how my subjects feel when I sense the thread of a story and start pulling when they don’t want me to.

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