Pursing her lips, she asks, “He wants to hook you up with that guy? Jeez.”
“Who is he, anyway?”
But she’s already walking away, more than a little miffed, and I’m not calling her back because then he might look at me again, and I’m just about ready to crawl upstairs to my cubicle as it is. I can’t believe Joel’s doing this to me. I’m going to kill him.
Before Becky reaches them, Joel’s waving goodbye and the guy’s sliding behind the wheel of his car, and I watch as he drives away. I have to wait while Joel walks Becky to her car, and from the way she’s poking at his arm, I can tell she’s laying into him about talking to the guy. When he tries to kiss her, she turns away, but Joel’s good at winning her over. I look away as he cuddles up to her and wait impatiently for him to remember I’m
