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One could argue that he wasn't perfect either, but ultimately, there's no excuse for cheating—no matter the circumstances. And since he was married, his wife certainly knew the kind of man she had by her side.
"And he was just sitting there in the restaurant?"
"Yes. His date didn't show up, and I was almost caught spying. The seat opposite him was free, and I sat down before…"
"Before you realized who you were sitting with?"
"Exactly," I murmured.
"And now? How is it up there? What did he say? Is he already regretting inviting you?"
Despite a shaky connection, I switched to a video call and walked Manon through the whole cabin, showing her where I'd be staying for the next few days, ending with the view I would enjoy from the window.
"Do you really think it was a good idea to follow a virtual stranger into the wilderness?" The question burst out before I fully realized how it sounded.
As if I might actually suspect Gray of being a serial killer, which was, of course, ridiculous.
"You see something in him, don't you?" Manon hit the nail on the head.
"I don't know if it's because I've only dealt with George lately, but conversations with Gray feel different. When I'm around him and we talk… sometimes, there's just a complete void in my head. Just like that. And all I can do is stare at him. Like I'm losing my mind, you know?"
The silence on Manon's side made me more nervous than it should. For a few seconds, all I heard was her breathing before she finally answered. "Would you sleep with him? I would. He's hot. God, his hands! And that look… how is it that you haven't been constantly swooning since yesterday?"
"Maybe because I'm stopping myself?" Mostly. Not all of my thoughts were under control when it came to Gray. And even less so, the obvious reactions of my body.
"How long has it been since you slept with that jerk? And yes, he has officially lost the right to be named."
Manon knew so many details of my relationship—even the intimate ones. Over the years, there hadn't been a single thing we hadn't discussed, which is why she had looked forward to the end of my relationship much earlier than I had.
"A few months."
"Months," she repeated. "Do you hear what you're saying? If it were up to me, you've been separated since the date of your last intercourse."
My amusement was tinged with pride because Manon had actually remembered the word. An episode ofThe Big Bang Theorywas to blame… and her puzzled face when Sheldon first used it.
"That also means you're practically a virgin again. So, there's nothing stopping you from hopping into bed with Gray and…"
"Please keep those thoughts to yourself. It's bad enough you imagine your best friend and a man you don't know having sex."
Laughing, she defended herself. "I'm just envisioning a new life for you. You won't take charge, so someone has to make sure things start looking up for you."
"I still don't want to use him for rebound sex," I countered, even though it was a desperate attempt to divert her.
"Are you sad?"
"No."
"Then why would you need comforting?"
"Sometimes, I hate you for your logic, M. You do know that, right?"
She made a kissing sound. "Anytime."
"I kissed him," I blurted out.
"And you're only telling me now?!"
"Last night. Just when you called."
