Page 31 of More Than Just Friends

The action caught me by surprise.

She’d done the same last night when we’d said goodbye, and I’d put the fact that I’d felt nothing down to tiredness. But today I was well rested and I still didn’t feel that spark. I didn’t understand why.

Kayleigh was really pretty and nice.

If the guys at the office knew who I’d been matched with, they’d say I was a lucky bastard.

But somehow, I felt nothing.

‘Uh, yeah. See you soon.’ I smiled, hoping to reassure her.

And as she walked away with Adonis, I didn’t find myself checking out Kayleigh’s arse or feeling excited to see her again.

So strange.

Maybe I just needed to get to know Kayleigh better.

And once I did, everything would change.

11

ALICIA

It was official: I had the best friend in the universe.

Noah was a total gem.

When he’d jumped in and made up a story about me throwing up over a date, I could’ve kissed him. Platonically of course.

Romantic kisses with a friend were always a bad idea.

A shudder shot down my spine as I remembered what happened the last time I made that mistake.

Anyway, why was I even thinking about that? It was completely irrelevant.

The point was, I was so grateful that little white lie helped Adonis to see that I really didn’t want to go on the cable cars.

And then Noah agreed to hang out with me instead so I wouldn’t be alone. Okay, it was Kayleigh who suggested it, but he didn’t have to agree. I was thankful to both of them because Noah was right. My sense of direction was crap.

‘I’ve found the one I want,’ I said as I stood in front of the postcards on display in one of the tourist shops.

‘Me too,’ Noah said. ‘Do you want to do yours first?’

‘Okay,’ I said before going inside to pay and write out a message.

We always did it in secret so that when the postcard arrived, how it looked and the words we’d written would be a surprise.

Hopefully if we gave our postcards to Petros or someone at the hotel they’d be able to post them for us. Otherwise, we’d find a post office ourselves.

I could tell Kayleigh and Adonis thought we were strange, but like Noah said, it was a tradition we’d had since forever. We both had a postcard album filled with all of the ones we’d received from each other over the years.

It was nice to pull it out once in a while and laugh and reminisce about the trips we’d had together and with other people.

Kayleigh would definitely think we were mad if I told her that we even sent postcards to each other from London.

If I was out and about and I saw a postcard that I thought Noah would find funny or cute, I’d send it to him. I knew he’d value it much more than a meme or GIF. And it was something tangible that he’d be able to treasure for years to come.

‘All done!’ Noah said. ‘Maybe we can ask Petros where to post them.’ He slid the postcard into the pocket of his rucksack.