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Stacy— What are we? pt 1
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Chinese is here," said Kenny, setting the food down on the table. Scott and I reached for the bag at the same time. My hand brushed up against his and we looked at each other. "Hey Stacy, I forgot to tell you. There's a bachelor apartment available two floors up, in case you're interested. You and Scott must be falling all over each other in his room," said Kenny, reaching for the bag when neither Scott nor I moved to open it. "You have no idea," I mumbled under my breath. Scott heard me and I watched him suppress a grin. "What was that?" Kenny asked, offering everyone their food."Don't be ridiculous. Couples should live together. I'm sure they're making it work," said Marlene, raising her chopsticks to an oblivious Kenny's mouth. Did she just lowkey ask him to move in together after dating for only a month? Not sure if I respected that or was suddenly wary of this chick. Then again, how was I any better? I moved in with a guy who takes me out all the time, just the two of us, b
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"No," said Kenny, looking at Scott and I.By now I was leaning against Scott and he was kissing my forehead. "No, because I would know. I live with them," said Kenny, trying to laugh it off. "They're not—" Kenny turned to Marlene, seeking confirmation. She nodded her head at him. Then he turned back to us, bewildered, seeking confirmation once again. "See you at home, Ken," said Scott, taking my hand and rushing me out of the restaurant. We made it out into the parking lot and back to the car without a word passing between us. Scott opened the door of the backseat and finally said, "Get in."The tension of the questions I had asked him lingered between us. I felt too much like crying to argue and just went with it. He got in next to me and closed the door. "You're not moving out," he said pointedly. "Why the hell not?" I asked. "I came to New York for a normal life. What we're doing isn't normal, Scott.""I'm going to sound like an asshole, but I don't want you to be my girlfrien
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Another five months later… "There he is. My engaged best friend," I said, going in for a hug the moment Kenny reached the bar. "First you move out and now this. They grow up so fast. Congratulations, Ken. We miss you back at the apartment.""No you don't," said Kenny, returning my hug before sitting next to me at the bar. "No we don't, but Stacy said I had to say so. She says hi and congratulations. We're really happy for you and Marlene. So when's the big day?" I asked, excited for my friend. "I don't know yet. It just happened. When I do though, you'll be the first to know as my best man," Kenny said, flying high. He was so happy, it was absolutely infectious. "Don't people traditionally ask if someone wants to be their best man instead of just assuming?" I said with a laugh. "I don't care. I put up with you and Stacy making eyes at each other for the last five months every morning. And that wasn't even the worst of it. I was the last to find out about you two. You owe me. You'
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I stopped by a street vendor on my way home to pick up a bouquet of Water Lilies, her favorite flowers. Excitement and anticipation flooded my senses, the world seeming brighter and more colorful. I was in such a hurry to get to her that when I finally made it to our apartment building, I took the stairs two at a time to get to our floor faster. "I'm home. Kenny says hi," I called out, my voice dying in my throat as I stepped through the door. At my feet was the start of a trail of rose petals, leading through the kitchen and into the living room. I followed it with a stupid smile on my face. The living room was flooded with burning candles. There, in the middle of it all, stood my girl in nothing but a black two piece lingerie set. "Happy six months," she said, her hands behind her back, her tell that she was nervous. "My life rocks," I said, running my fingers through my hair as I made my way to her, flowers in hand. She let out a string of giggles. "You like?" she asked, accep
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"What's happening?" I asked, squatting before her, genuinely concerned now. "What's wrong? Do you hate the shelves? Should we paint the room? Did I get the color coding wrong? Let's have it. We can fix it, whatever it is. Would now be the time to tell you I took a week off from work and we're leaving for Vermont tomorrow?" I said, pulling the plane tickets out of my back pocket to show them to her. She took them from me, turned them over in between her fingers, shook her head slowly, then looked up at me and cried harder. "Nothing's wrong. Everything's wonderful," she said, trying to pull it together. "I mean, probably yes to the last two, but," she said, tilting her tear stained face to the side. We shared a little laugh and I breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks, for making me feel like I belong," she said, setting the tickets aside and taking my hands in hers. "I'm such a mess now. When am I even supposed to pack?" she complained with the cutest little pout, her fingers stained wi
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How did we get here? An hour ago, we were in our apartment, talking about our first vacation away as a couple. Now we were sitting in a club, in the VIP section, waiting for Luca to show up. "We shouldn't be here. If Jenny's genuinely missing, your mom should have called the cops," I said, trying not to let my frustration show. "We need more information. Jenny is the daughter of Don Angelo. If anyone's going to know what's going on, it'll be Luca," Stacy said, hiding her shaking hands under the table and clasping them together. "Whose number you just so happened to have and who was only too happy to drop everything to come out and see you," I said, realizing how petty and jealous I sounded considering the circumstances."Oh grow up, Scott. He called me once. Once. Coincidentally, it was the night you were flirting with my sister. Remember that? I didn't even know who it was when I answered," she shot back. "We talked about this. I did not flirt with your sister. You knew who it was
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"What a dick. He wants her, but he's not willing to do anything to secure her safety?" I ranted, still wound up after our exchange with Luca. "I'm sorry. This isn't how tonight was supposed to go," said Stacy, staring out the window. "I have no idea what to do."Just then, a car pulled up behind us. "Wait here," I said, getting out to meet with the other driver."Did you get it?" I asked Steve, an old friend from college. "Anywhere, anytime, anything," said Steve, handing me a box. "Payment as per our discussion?" "Yes Steve, I'll be your sister's wedding photographer. Send me the details," I said, surprised at how quickly Steve had pulled this off, even for him. When I got back to the car, Stacy was still staring out into the abyss. I went to her side of the car, opened the door and held out my hand to her. She put her hand in mine and allowed me to drag her out of her seat. We made our way to the front of the car, each leaning against the hood. "Was that Stoner Steve? Scott I c
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