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Adam nods.
‘Yes.’
‘We were sort of on a date the other night, so I would hope she was single,’ Si jokes.
Adam just grins.
‘Glad to hear it,’ he says as he eats a piece of toast in what I’m going to call the most flirtatious way possible.
‘I thought we could go out for dinner tonight,’ Si suggests. ‘Officially welcome you to the house.’
‘Sounds great,’ I say.
‘I can’t tonight, I’m busy,’ Adam says.
‘Oh no,’ Si says, with a hint of sarcasm. ‘Just me and you then, Lia. I’ll book somewhere.’
I can’t help but feel a pang of something – disappointment? Frustration? I’m not sure.
I’m single, Adam is single, and now I’m sharing a house with him. Things were almost perfect.
Just my luck, eh?
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‘I just need to make a quick phone call, do you mind?’ Si asks me moments after we’re seated at our table.
‘No, go ahead.’
‘Sorry about this, I’ll be back in five minutes. Order me a beer.’
Si disappears outside to use his phone, leaving me alone at the table.
I glance at the menu but my eyes feel heavy – which is either something to do with how little sleep I’ve been getting recently or the huge false eyelashes Mel popped over and glued to me before I left.
I look at the specials board and see that they’re doing pumpkin ravioli, which sounds incredible. Ooh, they’re also doing a pumpkin spice espresso martini – is it possible to have too much pumpkin? Perhaps I should pick one or the other, and I’m thinking maybe I won’t drink tonight, so the ravioli wins.
A young waiter appears with an iPad in his hands.
‘Can I take your drinks order, or do you want to wait for—’
‘Oh, he’s just popped out to make a call. I’ll order for us,’ I reply, cutting him off before he gets the chance to finish his sentence.
‘Okay.’ He smiles. ‘What can I get you?’
‘I’ll have a J2O, please.’
‘What flavour?’ he asks.
‘Surprise me.’
The waiter laughs as he makes a note of what I want.
‘And for your dad?’ he asks.
‘What?’
‘What does your dad want to drink?’
