“So…AJ slept at your place again last night.”
I was on the cell with JJ. AJ was in the bathroom. “On the futon, yes. In the other room,” I emphasized.
“He has a bed, doesn’t he? And his furniture arrived yesterday?”
“We were too tired to put it together. We’ll do it later today, after we get back from Mom’s.” We’d been invited to Sunday lunch. I was taking the camera, and we’d have the laptops with us, just in case there was some down time for writing.
JJ sighed. “I’m not going to say anything, because what would I say exactly? ‘Stop hanging out with your best friend?’ Nope, not gonna say that.”
You just did, I thought mutinously. “You’ll be here over Easter. That’s not too far away.” But it was far away, both in distance and time. “Any luck finding a job in the Cities?”
“Nothing yet.” He paused. “What if I don’t get offered anything? What then, Fen?”
“We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.” Great, now I was talking in cliches. I heard the shower turn off. “Gotta go, babe. I’ll call you tonight.”
“Say hi to your mom, Dan, and Irene.”
I ended the call, put the phone on the nightstand, and pulled the covers over my head. I loved that AJ was here but I missed JJ like crazy. Easter couldn’t get here soon enough.