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[continued from ANOTHER LEFT TURN Chapter 4a – same day]
‘What exactly did she say?’
Micah was sitting at the breakfast bar, reading his Kindle, eating Raisin Bran and quizzing Dani while she was waiting for Bette to pick her up.
‘She said it was a road trip,’ she said.
‘We’re both at a loose end, so why not go on a road trip.’
‘That’s what she said? “Loose end”?’
‘More or less.’
Micah put his spoon down and held both hands up. ‘Dani, please – once again – I can’t tell you if she’s into you if you won’t tell me exactly what she said.’
‘Look,’ Dani frowned. ‘I worked for this woman for weeks. I know her better than you.’
‘As a boss, yes. But as a bae . . .’
‘She knows I’ve just broken up!’
‘And she’s just lost an election! Everyone. Is. Vulnerable.’
They stared at each other for a moment and then Dani relented. She picked up her phone and read out her and Bette’s entire text conversation about their trip. At a certain point, Micah said, ‘Whoa, stop. Back up. Read that part again.’
Dani sighed and scrolled back. ‘She said “Get the hell out of Dodge. I need it. You need it. My best friend’s out because she just picked a dog up off the street and, truth be told, I enjoy your company. Wha—” ’
‘ “I enjoy your company”?’ Micah’s eyebrows shot up.
‘I am good company.’
Micah laughed, scooping up more Raisin Bran. ‘She’s so into you!’
‘Is not,’ Dani said softly, feeling about fourteen years old as she put the phone away in her jacket pocket, then took it out again to re-read the texts. ‘Is she?’
Micah spoke through a mouthful of cereal. ‘Don’t even get me started on “I need it, you need it” . . .’
Suddenly Dani’s phone got a text. Outside your place.
‘She’s here,’ she said to Micah.
‘Okay, look,’ he said, getting up to give her a hug, ‘you deserve to have some fun. I wish I was going away with my hot ex-boss. So, just let happen whatever’s gonna happen. Deal with Sophie whenever she comes back.’ He drew back and kissed his housemate on the cheek. ‘You good?’