“A month?”

                “Yeah, I know it’s a little soon but…”

                “Hey, no it’s great. Good for you but…what um…what does Ashley think?” I ask Aiden hesitantly. I haven’t spoken to Ashley since she left my apartment yesterday. But, I’m not on that right now…right now I’m just happy Aiden and I are talking again.

                “I think after the whole surprise engagement thing…nothing can really surprise her anymore.” He smirks. He has a point there, after that whole debacle she’s been kind of, I don’t know, weird? Like nothing seems new to her; It is what it is.

                “So she’s actually okay with it?”

                “Yeah, she’s fine.”

                “Good, that’s good.” Today’s coffee is extra hot today, why? I don’t know, but I’ve already burnt my tongue twice. So all I’ve been doing for the past five minutes is swirling it.

                “She still hasn’t called you has she?” Aiden breaks the silence.

Here we go.

                “No.” Keep it simple.

                “Sometimes I don’t even get that girl.” He sighs. That would make two of us Aiden, that would make two.

                “I guess I kind of deserved it though.” In a way, I do understand why she just left. That doesn’t mean it was the right way to handle the situation.

                “No you didn’t, and I told her that.”

                “I pushed her.”

                “She needs the push to get everything out.” He tells me.

Is it me or does this conversation feel like a freaking therapy session?

                “I don’t know.” I sigh.

                “She’ll talk to you. She hates not talking to you.” He whispers to me like it’s the biggest secret in the world. I hope it’s true.

                “Yeah well, it sucks not talking to her either.” I confess.

Do you think this coffee is cool enough to drink yet? I don’t really want to burn my tongue anymore than it already is. I can tell you now that I probably won’t be able to taste anything for a while.

                “She told me about Christine.”

Ugh, not that lady.

                “She’s a bitch.” I take a sip of my coffee, and for once I actually waited long enough. It’s cooler than before, I still can’t taste it, but it’s cooler.