Chapter Eight

"What about a drink?" he asked, handing her a glass with their favorite Scotch, even before she replied.

He had a reason to believe she wouldn't say no to this offer after their conversation on their way home from her aunt's house. He'd seen them fight and he'd wanted to know what it'd been about, but she'd refused to share the details with him. Maybe he thought a drink would help her open up a little and even though she intended not to tell him anything she was grateful for his attentiveness.

"You read my mind," she said smiling as she took the glass from him and he seated himself next to her on the couch.

She took a sip from her drink and after looking into her glass for a short while she lifted her gaze to his direction.

"Where are we heading?"

He looked at her as well, obviously considering his reply. She felt like asking this question now. The fight with her aunt had made her realize that this thing with Will obviously meant more to her than it should have. She had indeed been jealous of the other woman, even though she had no idea who she had been and the statement about their age difference had hurt her more than she would ever admit. Especially because that had never occurred to her, she hadn't given a thought to how old he actually was, because it simply didn't matter. They had been friends for too long, she knew him well and that was all that counted. But their friendship had taken an unexpected turn in the last 24 hours and she really wanted to hear his thoughts on the matter.

"I have no idea," he finally said and his honesty made her smile, "Do we really have to know?"

"Perhaps. I mean it was supposed to be one night and it's already the second. What about tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow you can accompany me to the Gardner Christmas Luncheon," he replied in a teasing manner and she wished he'd have taken her seriously, but still she couldn't help smiling at his remark.

"I think I will pass on that," she replied still smiling.

"All right, then I should probably ask someone else to come with me," he continued with the teasing and she still couldn't be angry with him for ignoring the seriousness of her question, because he obviously tried to get her out of the bad mood and he actually succeeded.

"Don't you dare!" she joined in and he obviously liked her reaction.

"Are you jealous?" he asked, still playfully and she had to chuckle at the fact that she was accused of that again for the second time that night.

"Maybe I am," she said mystically, taking another sip from her drink.

"You have no reason to be jealous, I'm a faithful person," he replied and she suspected that he wasn't teasing her anymore, he actually meant this seriously.

"You'd better be," she replied, focusing on the glass in her hand, intentionally avoiding his look.

"Does this mean that you and I?" he asked after a long pause and she still didn't dare to look into his eyes.

"You and I what?" she wasn't ready to say it herself, she wanted to hear it from him first.

"Are you ready to give us a real chance?"

She still wasn't sure, but she figured it was the only way to go on from here. This wasn't just a one time, one night thing between them, they'd arrived here after a long journey, after years of friendship. And he wanted to be with her, he encouraged it and didn't seem to be afraid of the consequences, which kind of gave her strength as well. It was ironic how in this matter he was the stronger one and attracted her to go with him, to do it his way. She wanted to believe that together they would be able to work this out.

"Maybe," she finally replied, looking into his eyes, "Let's see how tonight goes first," she added smiling.

He shouldn't have doubted that it was a straight yes, because that night couldn't have gone wrong in any possible way.

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