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“Isn’t she…” It was then I remembered that she’d made me promise not to say anything, and although a lot of time had passed since that night, I still couldn’t out her.

Maya just looked at me and shook her head.

I frowned. Had Maya known she was seeing someone? Probably it was the way girls were.

Well, we’d be the perfect match—both sad, because deep down inside I was like that too, only I never showed it. Two broken people spending time together.

“Fine, send me the details.”

“Yep, no worries. I’ll text them over as soon as I figure them out.”

Bexley

I thought about how I really wanted to kill Maya as I stood in front of the mirror looking at myself. I’d tried on three different outfits and, at this moment, I didn’t know why I even cared what I looked like. I also didn’t know why or how I’d even agreed to doing this, but then Maya had that way about her.

I’d left brunch on Sunday, and by Monday night she’d messaged with a day and a time and told me my blind date would pick me up. For some reason or another, I didn’t tell her no, probably because I knew if I had, she’d have driven over here and wouldn’t have left until I’d said yes. She’d have brought reinforcements too, and I hadn’t been in the mood for company.

I gave myself a once-over again and walked away from my reflection. There was no use worrying about tonight. I already knew it was going to end up on the huge list of regrets I already had. So what the hell was one more to add to an ever-growing list?

I made my way out to my living room and went to sit down and finish my lukewarm tea when someone knocked on the door. I glanced at my watch. There was no way that was my blind date. It was almost twenty-five minutes too early.

Another knock. “Coming!” I yelled, running to the door.

I opened the door and was surprised to see Hudson.

“Hey, detective.” I smirked. “I’m getting ready to leave. What’s up?” I questioned.

It wasn’t unusual for Hudson to drop by while he was on duty. He used to bring a coffee often, and we’d hang out while he was on break. Although the frequency had stopped after that night in January, and it was even less now since I’d been punishing myself for that accident.

“What makes you think I’m on duty?” he asked, his eyes skimming my body.

I glanced down at myself, taking in the short, form-fitting black dress I’d chosen to wear, wondering if something was out of place.

“Um, hello, did you just plan on wearing a dark suit today?” I giggled.

“I don’t wear this suit to work. It’s my funeral suit. I’m here to pick you up for…. fuck it, Maya sent me.”

He looked less than impressed, and I saw relief in his face after he told me Maya had sent him.

“Well, I’m honoured and bugged. I have a blind date with a guy wearing his funeral suit and I’m bugged with my so-called best friend! I sense this is going to be one hell of an evening. Let me grab my coat.”

I heard Hudson chuckle as I grabbed my coat and purse, slipped my shoes on, and headed out the door with him.

Twenty minutes later, we sat inside The Harborview Courtyard looking over the menu.

“So, what made you decide to come here?” I questioned, looking around the room.

“Oh, Maya chose it.” He sighed, closing the menu.

“Maya picked the restaurant?”

He took a sip of water and looked at me. “Well, she said you loved the place, so basically yes, she picked the restaurant.” He smirked.

I nodded. “Right. Well, is there anything that you are picking?” I questioned.

“The tab. She told me I was to pick up the tab,” he said, running his hand over his face.

To say this was awkward was an understatement. Not that I didn’t get along well with Hudson, I did, but I’d never looked at him as someone to date. We were friends. We’d only ever hung out alone when he’d stop by. Other than that, our friends always surrounded us.

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