“Aw, so sweet.” She replies sarcastically, pushing her empty coffee mug to the side.

                “Right?” I take a sip of whatever’s left of my water.

                “Whatever…so…does Aiden know?” She asks.

Good question.

                “Probably, I mean…not from me…she probably told him.” I reply.

                “Oh.”

                “Yeah…” Okay, like all other conversations I have, we’ve reached a roadblock.

                “When are you seeing her again?” Never mind, she keeps the conversation going.

                “I don’t know, but she’s calling me tonight.” And time can’t go any slower. All I ever want to do is hear her voice, or see her…I mean I’ll take anything that has to do with Ashley.

                “Phone Sex?” I think I just spit my water out. I hope I got her face.

                “Madison!” I exclaim, blush immediately spreading through my cheeks.

                “Just a question…geez.” Who asks that?

                “Don’t ever…ever ask me that again.” I say still scarred.

                “Oh you love it.” She smiles.

                “No, I really don’t.” I chuckle. You got to give it to her, she never makes a conversation boring.

                “Oh! Guess what!” She practically jumps off her stool, which in turn scares the shit out of me.

                “What?” I whisper, still regaining composure.

                “I met this guy.” Like I care.

                “Shocker.”

                “Shut up.”

                “Sorry, carry on.” I smile.

                “Okay I met this guy…” I thought we got past that part.

                “And?” I push.

                “And, he’s cute.”  Is this conversation seriously happening?

                “And?”

                “And, I like him…”

                “Madison, is this little story going somewhere?” I ask impatiently.

                “Nope, just wanted to talk about myself for a little bit.” A smug smile resides on her face.

                “I should’ve known.” Really, out of all the years I’ve known her I definitely should’ve known.

                “I know; seriously Spence, how long have we been living together?” Too long.

                “Um…”

                “Long enough Spencer.” Good, you think so too.

                “Okay and?” I ask.

                “And you still don’t know I need attention.” She replies, making her way to the couch in the next room.

                “Oh God.” I let myself laugh before I join her.

I can’t wait till I get my phone call.

Good? Bad?