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Gone?
Even if she’d needed to get home, she would have told me goodbye…right?
The bathroom door swung open, and Daisy stepped out in her dress from last night. Her head jerked back when she saw me up and awake.
“I thought you’d snuck out.”
“Not yet. I do need to go soon, though.” She pinched the sides of her dress. “I haven’t done the walk of shame since college.”
I raised a brow. “Are you ashamed?”
She chewed on her bottom lip, eyes sliding to the side then back to me. “No. I wasn’t ashamed back then either. I just don’t like anyone knowing my business.”
“That you’ve been fucking all night?” I filled in.
She snorted a little laugh. “Indeed. And what a night it was.”
“Worth it?”
A nod, then she crossed the room to my bed. Placing her knee on the mattress, she leaned over me.
“In a different world, under favorable circumstances, I’d say we need to do that again,” she murmured. “Since we only had the one night, I’m glad it was that one.”
She pecked my nose. As she pulled back, I caught the back of her thigh, tipping her over onto me. Her shriek pierced my eardrums, and her flailing limbs smacked me in the face and shoulders. I circled my arms around her and yanked her up my chest, bringing us face to face.
“Tell me what’s going on with you, Cupcake. You were sad yesterday, and I’m feeling those blues radiating off you again. Talk to me.”
Propping herself on her forearms, she sighed. “I didn’t mean to bring my bad mood with me to the wedding.”
“Don’t worry. I’m the only one who noticed, and that’s because I know you so well. Is it Reed? Something happened with him?”
“No.” She shook her head. “Andy stopped by before the wedding.”
“Dick,” I muttered.
“He came to tell me he’s engaged to Samantha.”
“What?” That was the last thing I’d expected her to say. It should’ve been more like he’d come to plead with her to take him back, to grovel on his knees, beg for her hand. “He’s engaged? But…?”
“Yeah. Turns out, he doesn’t mind getting married, it was getting married to me he didn’t want.” She blinked hard, turning her head. “I shouldn’t have been surprised.”
“Why shouldn’t you have been? I can guarantee Samantha is boring as hell compared to you.”
She gave me the Dunham squint and pinched my chest.
“Maybe he wants boring. Maybe he wants a girl whose name doesn’t come with a reputation. Complicated is fine when you’re dating. When you settle down for life, easy is what everyone wants. He never would have gotten that with me.”
“Yeah, I’m not into you making excuses for him. What he did to you was messed up, and coming to your place yesterday was even worse. He made you feel unworthy?”
After a beat of hesitation, she nodded. “I guess he confirmed it.”
“All he confirmed was that’s what he thinks. As far as I can tell, his opinion doesn’t mean shit since he’s obviously a dolt.”
“A dolt I spent seven years with. What does that say about me?”
She wiggled off me, and I let her go. Something hit me square in the chest. Something ugly I wanted to deny. But goddamn if the truth wasn’t blaring me in the face.
“Daisy?”
