Libby the Librarian: A Rom Com Novella by Alice Bex

Author:Alice Bex [Bex, Alice]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2013-12-10T00:00:00+00:00

Seven

I had a good time in Tampa. Or I would have, if I could have stopped thinking about Adam for more than two minutes at a time.

I told my cousin Tabitha everything. Although she was sympathetic, her idea of constructive advice is saying, ”What’s meant to be will be,” and “I’m sure everything will work out for the best,” at regular intervals.

After the first day, I shut up about it. Shutting up was pretty easy, but stopping myself from silently obsessing proved impossible.

By day three, I had a spectacular sunburn and a foolproof plan. My foolproof plan was simple: I’d find myself a boyfriend. That would solve everything. There was only one flaw in my foolproof plan, it meant I had to find a man who wanted to date me.

On day four, fate intervened. Bar Guy called again. Would I like to go out to dinner? I told him I’d love to. I might not like Bar Guy, but apparently he liked me, and that was the only essential part of the equation. We made a date for the evening I was getting back. Things were falling into place.

I’d left on a Sunday, and I got back on a Sunday. Adam was picking me up. I’d have found another way to get home, but I didn’t want him to think I was uncomfortable seeing him. I was, of course, but there didn’t seem to be any point in making it painfully obvious.

Adam was waiting for me at baggage claim. He gave me a side-arm hug. I half expected him to slap me on the back and say, “How ya doin’ buddy?”

“Good time?” he asked.

I said I had had a good time.

We got out to the car, and he put my suitcase in the trunk.

“I have a date tonight,” I blurted out. I had intended to be more subtle.

He unlocked the car, and I opened the door and got in.

“Me, too,” he said.

That was quick.

I was having trouble with my seatbelt. It seemed to be jammed. Adam reached across and gave it a yank. Our bare arms brushed.

“You may have to sit in the back,” he said.

It wasn’t like him to give up so easily.

“I’ll be fine without a seat belt.”

Adam shrugged and started the engine.

“Who’s your date?” he asked.

“Bar Guy.”

“I thought you didn’t like him.”

“He’s growing on me.”

“When did he start growing on you?”

“Just—you know.”

“Don’t do anything you’re going to regret, just because—“

I didn’t expect him to finish that statement, but he didn’t really need to.

“I’m not.”

“My date tonight—“ Adam said. “Sydney. Very nice girl. Met her a couple of weeks ago. You’ll like her.”

“I’m sure I will.”

“Please, don’t go out with Bar Guy.”

“We’re just having dinner.”

“Yes, and the other night I was just going to sleep on the couch.”

“I’d rather we never mentioned that again.”

“I think we should talk about it.”

“Well, I think we shouldn’t.”

“I’ll promise to pretend it never happened, if you promise not to go out with Bar Guy.”

“That’s ridiculous.”

“Is it?”

I tried to disengage by pointing out that Adam’s check-engine light had been on for the last six months.

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