63
"How was your night?" Rose is curled up on my couch watching TV.
"Don't even ask," I say, flopping down into the armchair beside her.
"Wow, as good as that?"
I look at her.
"You'll kick my ass."
"What the hell did you do?" she asks, sitting up.
"Izzy caught me looking at her cousin."
"As in checking her out?" she asks.
"I guess."
She looks at me in disbelief.
"You didn't?"
I groan.
"I didn't mean to. Then Izzy had to leave early because Jimmy was sick. Marie asked if I'd drive her home if she stayed and then we took a detour via La Push—"
Rose is ready to interrupt, so I raise my voice to make my point. "Where nothing happened! I took Marie home and Izzy came and called me out on it all, including why we'd taken so long."
"So you told her you'd taken a drive with the cousin she caught you checking out?"
"When you put it like that it doesn't sound good," I admit.
Rose shakes her head.
"I actually had no idea you could be so stupid," she says. "Poor Izzy."
"Well there are two words I never thought I'd hear you say."
"Yeah? Well here are four more: Edward, you're a douche."
"If it helps, I completely agree."
"It doesn't help Izzy much," she says. "How did you leave things?"
"I told her I thought we needed some time out."
Rose scoffs.
"Yeah, that's going to have helped the situation. 'Hey Izzy, I took a drive with your cousin, who you totally caught me checking out, and now I'm thinking maybe a relationship with you isn't such a good idea'. Good job, Casanova."
"As helpful as this is, I'm just going to go to bed." I stand and stretch. "Where are you sleeping tonight?" I ask Rose.
"I thought I'd go for the guest room," she says. "I'd hate for you to inadvertently charm me and get yourself into another mess."
"Funny. Goodnight, Rose."
I have a feeling sleep won't be coming easily tonight.
~S~