“So they were discussing me?” I was standing in Sarah’s kitchen, looking for a pan to make her and Ben some crepes.
“If you add nutella into that crepe, can we really eat it for dinner?” she asked. I nodded at her as I pulled out the right pan. “So, I heard them talking at this diner in Belltown.”
“And?” I said, holding my breath.
“And Ian was saying how Boss needed to date you,” she whispered.
“I hate him.” I was clenching and unclenching my jaw. “I didn’t think I could hate anyone as much as I hate Ian right now. What am I? Some amusement park ride?”
“Wait, Aust3n. There’s more. Boss was saying that Ian was a fool–”
“–and Ian said that Boss was in love with you, and he couldn’t very well date you again knowing that.”
The pan clattered to the ground and I stared at her for a second before saying, “Sorry, what? I misheard you.”
“You didn’t. Ian said Boss was in love with you, and Boss didn’t deny it.”
“I’m going to need all of the nutella, Sarah. ALL OF IT,” I said, picking up the pan and not meeting her gaze. “And also a new job.”
“So you’re not going to do anything about it?” she said, gasping a little bit as I ignored her.
“What can I do?” I asked her.
“You can tell Boss you know, and you can see what he says.”
“Or I can go on without either of those idiots in my life,” I said. “Now. Nutella.”
“You could, but I’m pretty those idiots aren’t going away.” When I started pouring the crepe batter onto the hot pan, Sarah said, “Aust3n, you know you’re in love with one of them.”
“I know, but I’m in love with the one who’s not in love with me, and it doesn’t matter who I choose, that always seems to be the case,” I groaned.
“Or maybe you just have to make a decision and stick to it,” she said.
“My decision right now is nutella, OK? After that, I’ll talk to Boss.”
“Promise,” I said, but I wasn’t quite sure I was telling Sarah the truth.