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“I know, but...I can't talk to you all night long.”
“Why not?”
“Dylan...I can't.”
My heart twists in my chest. “I miss you, Claire.”
“And I miss you, too, but I need to get on with my life. You're clearly getting on with yours.”
“I explained what happened with Lana.”
“I know, but what good could possibly come out of us talking? I mean, what's the point?”
Her words cut me to pieces. We don't have a sexual relationship anymore and I'm not in Melbourne, so now I havenothing to offer her? “I don't know, Claire. I thought that after these months we've spent together, maybe we could be friends.”
“I'm not sure I can be friends with you, Dylan.”
“Well, how will you know if you don't try? I think I at least deserve that much.”
I don't bring up the fact I risked my friendship with Austin to give her what we both wanted – that leaving her behind in Melbourne and letting her go was the hardest thing I've ever done in my life. Either she's willing to meet me half way or she isn't.
“You really want to be friends?” she asks.
“Damn straight.”
“I just...”
“Just try it, Claire,” I plead. “Talk to me. Tell me about your work.”
“You always find bank talk boring.”
“That was before. There were better things to be doing with our time than talking.”
I smirk at her quick intake of breath.
“You can't make comments like that if we're going to be friends.”
“So I can't ask you what you're wearing?”
“No! Absolutely not.”
I'm sure her tone is supposed to scold, but I can hear the amusement underneath.
“Okay, I won't ask you what you're wearing, even if I'm dying to know.” I'm pushing it, I know, but I can't seem to help myself. “Just tell me about your week.”
“You really want me to tell you about work?”
“Tell me about anything and everything.”
I don't care if she never stops talking. Right now, the only thing that matters is keeping her on the phone so I can listen to her talk for a while longer.
33
Claire
“How often are friends supposed to call each other?” I ask Kara as we walk into Brody's on Saturday night.
Considering I have so many memories of Dylan and this bar, I wonder why I even suggested our girls' night should be here. For some reason, however, it feels right. I feel closer to Dylan by being here and I've missed the guys behind the bar.
