“A Villefort couture for Angelina’s wedding. Make it happen,” Kristie said.
“I just want the shoes from her new line,” Kenzie said smiling. “But that’s beside the point. Why are you trying to screw up this thing with the hot doctor?”
Kylie buried her face in her hands and sighed.
“Are you serious? We are back to this again?” she asked.
“Yes, we’re back to that again and we are going to hammer your head until you tell us what is going on with you,” Kristie said.
Kylie took another long deep breath. At this point she knew that it was either coming clean or just suffer under her sisters’ wrath. She looked up at them and sighed.
“Fine,” she said. “Breakfast was great…we talked about anything and everything and just when I thought everything was going on so well, his perfectly thin long legged ex-girlfriend shows up all flirty and throwing suggestive hints at him and…” she sighed. “This is just not going to happen.”
“Wait, you said ex-girlfriend, right?” Kenzie asked and Kylie nodded. “But it’s his freaking ex!”
“Yeah, why are you freaking out about this?” Kristie asked as she tucked a strand of her short hair behind her ear.
“I’m not freaking out…” Kylie started before Kristie forced out a laugh.
“Oh my God, color me green and call me the Hulk,” she said as she looked at Kylie.
“What? What am I missing?” Kenzie asked.
“Wait, this is about Frankie, isn’t it?” Kristie asked and Kylie rolled her eyes.
“That’s old news and you know it,” she said.
“No, this ex shows up and you feel like you are reliving history,” Kristie said.
Kylie exhaled loudly and she shrugged.
“Do you blame me?” she asked and Kenzie and Kristie exchanged a knowing look.
“Sean asked you out and I like to think I am an excellent judge of character so I have trust that Sean is a good man,” Kenzie said.
“Yeah, unlike that good for nothing Guido fuck!” Kristie pointed out.
“Hey! We’re Italian too,” Kenzie said and Kylie laughed.
“Why don’t you just go ahead and talk Sean?” Kristie asked. “Ask him to tell you what he has in mind as far as the both of you are concerned.”
“Guys, jumping the gun again,” Kylie said and Kenzie shrugged.
“Well, it’s a whole lot better than not knowing, right?”
Kylie sighed. She knew Kenzie was right. She had to know whatever this was between her and Sean. Maybe she was reading into something that was not even there. Her phone buzzed again and Kristie rolled her eyes as she got up from the counter.
“You better get me that couture dress,” she said and Kylie smiled.
*****
Kylie knew that if she had slept on the whole idea of going to talk to Sean, she would have probably not done it at all and if her boss knew where she was headed, he would most probably have lashed out at her for not having her priorities in order. But it didn’t really matter. Not for Kylie. Not at that time.
It was around two in the afternoon when she got to Sean’s office. She sat outside for a long time waiting for him to finish with his last patient before he walked out and saw her.
“Kylie…hi,” he said, looking and sounding confused.
“Hi,” she said in a soft voice as she stood up.
“Did we have an appointment that I forgot about or something of the sort?” he asked as he walked towards her and she shook her head.
“I just wanted to talk to you if that’s alright,” she said.
“Of course it’s alright,” he said. “And I don’t have any more patients anyway. Maybe we should go have a late lunch or something.” She shook her head.
“I’d love to but I just had lunch with my sisters and I have to go back to work…crazy project I am working on,” she said. “Is it okay if we just walk in your office?” she asked and he nodded.
“Sure.” He slipped an arm around her waist and led her into his office.
She was breathing hard and heavy as she walked into his office. He led her to a couch on one end of the office. She sat down and he sat down next to her looking at her inquisitively.
“I was actually going to call you tonight so this is kind of great that you showed up here,” he said and she forced out a smile. “Everything okay?” he asked and she shrugged.
“I’m not very sure,” she said as she looked into his eyes. “I just want to know what’s going on with us.”
“What do you mean?” he asked and she pulled her bag close and hugged it tight.
“I don’t want to sound like I am jumping the gun or anything but I have to ask, is there something between us? Or am I just reading into something that doesn’t even exist?” she asked and he smiled. “What?” she asked.