Roller Coaster

Mila

I knew that Skylar wanted to gossip about Ben; this was nothing about safety-in-numbers the way we always did it when we went out to clubs. But I wanted to be alone. My head was spinning, both with alcohol and the confusion about Ben being here, and I needed a moment to breathe.

When I pushed through the door that led to the restrooms, Ben was suddenly right behind me. We were caught between the doors that led to the ladies’ and men’s restrooms respectively, and the door that led back to the dining room.

“Ben,” I said. He was catching me off guard a lot tonight. “What are you doing?”

“I wanted to talk to you. Alone. It’s the reason I’m here.”

I started shaking my head.

“Why didn’t you call me back?” Ben asked.

I narrowed my eyes at him. I was still pissed off. Why was he making this harder for me than it needed to be? We could just go our separate ways. I thought we had.

“You can’t tell me you don’t know the answer to that,” I said.

“Yeah. Look, I’m sorry. Okay? I was a jerk. Eve