Jaguar:
"It’s really a bummer. I was really looking forward to this date."
Aster had been upset ever since I told her we had to leave.
"At least let us eat the food I’ve already ordered," she complained again.
"Aster, I can’t delay this. I have to be somewhere in twenty minutes, and it’s really urgent," I replied, growing increasingly annoyed.
I was waiting for her to fucking get up.
Verity had told her date that she had to be somewhere in twenty minutes, and she had gotten up and left.
Her date paid the bill and left after her, but I made sure to crane my neck around and confirm that they went their separate ways.
Thankfully, they did.
That was because I had told her to meet me.
She had texted me that she was outside, so I told her to wait for me at the station.
Now I did not want her standing there waiting for me while I wasted time here.
I knew a woman like Verity was a target.
She was pretty.
She was very hard to ignore.
So I could not take that risk with her.
"Well, okay," she pouted, getting to her feet.
"You don’t have to come with me. Just pack the food, or maybe call your friends or do whatever you want, okay?" I said as I hurried out of my chair.
She had a look on her face as if she could not believe what had just happened while I practically sped away.
I quickly headed downstairs and reached my car when my phone buzzed.
Gigi.
Oh no.
I had completely forgotten about her.
I had only stopped here for fifteen minutes.
Fifteen minutes.
And in those fifteen minutes, my blood pressure had risen so high that it felt like it was boiling beneath my skin.
Seeing Verity with that man made me feel like I was going crazy.
I don’t know what I had been thinking.
Did I really believe I could ignore her and everything would be fine? That I would simply move on?
Did I really think her life would stop?
That she would stay single forever?
Of course not.
Women like her were desirable.
Everybody wanted to be with them.
"Hello?" I responded slowly as I got into the car.
"Where are you, Jaguar?" Gigi asked in a not-so-cheerful tone.
I paused, staring at the restaurant.
"I’m on a date with Aster. Is everything okay?" I asked.
There was silence on the other end.
"All right. You started dating her," she commented, and I could hear the sadness in her voice. "Okay. Have fun."
That was all she said before hanging up.
I stared at the phone in my hand while gripping the steering wheel with the other.
Then I grunted and dialed her number again.
"What?" she answered immediately. "Why are you calling me now? Go spend time with Aster."
That was just who she was.
So it was pointless.
At least it would comfort her to know that I had not chosen Aster over her.
"You did?" she asked.
"Of course I did. You know what? I didn’t even stay for dinner with her. I’m leaving her there. I’m literally standing her up. She’s alone in the restaurant."
Once again, I explained exactly how badly I had treated Aster.
What I did not tell her was that I had done it because of Verity, not because of Gigi.
"You don’t have to do so much, but every time you do little things like this, I can’t help remembering my dream."
A small laugh escaped her lips, and honestly, my mood improved immediately.
"No, say it again," I teased as I drove comfortably with one hand on the steering wheel.
"Remember that dream where I saw you as some Greek god who was helping me? You’re my hero."
She laughed, and I nodded to myself.
That gave me such a boost.
Gigi was always encouraging us, always patting us on the back, building our confidence, and reminding us of our worth.
She was the best thing that had ever happened to us.
"Okay, where are you headed right now?"
The moment she asked, I bit my bottom lip.
She sounded excited.
She was probably already looking forward to spending time with me, maybe playing a game of chess together.
But I had somewhere else to be.
Which meant I needed a lie.

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