hadn’t been so dismissive at the end.of it. Any hints she might’ve given to David that she was interested had probably been erased. If she was ever going to be able to start up a real relationship with a guy, she’d have to grow a pair and stop worrying what her friends might think.
Chapter 3
Jen’s concerns over having discouraged David didn’t last long. He texted her two days later and they met for lunch between classes. Over the next few weeks, they saw each other frequently. Sometimes they talked about Ashley, but more and more often, they didn’t.
The phrase “read the Bible” had become common among Jen’s friends, as in: “I’d totally read the Bible with that guy.” The girls of Longbourn Hall made no secret of suspecting more than friendship between Jen and David. The more they teased her about it, the more Jen believed it, too. Still, David had yet to make a move.
On an early November afternoon, he texted Jen that he was at Mike’s, a burger place just north of campus. He said if she could be there within the next ten minutes, he’d buy. She’d just trudged through an hour straight of note-taking in Principles of Accounting I and was in desperate need of levity. Walking around the imitation castle that served as the university’s administration building, she responded that she’d be there in three.
She crossed the street and transitioned from the bright light of the sunny day into the dark, pub-like atmosphere of Mike’s. Blinking to clear the glowing remnants of daylight from her eyes, she found David sitting at a worn wooden booth table. He already had two menus and two glasses of ice water. Jen dropped into the seat across from him.
David nodded toward the menu in front of her. “Order whatever you want. It’s on me.”
“What’s the occasion?” Jen asked.
“We’re celebrating the fact that I’m no longer holding out hope of Ashley and I getting back together.”
“Good for you.” She lifted her cup to tap it against his. Her smile was forced—she hadn’t realized he’d still been hoping for a reunion this whole time. The new information made her second guess all the signals she’d thought he’d given her these past few weeks.
Silence settled upon them, making Jen self-conscious, worried David could read her thoughts. She grabbed her glass and took a long sip. He did the same. As he swallowed, his expression turned sullen, reminding Jen of the first days after the breakup.
Half joking, she said, “Would you like me to post on the community Facebook page that you’re officially back in the market?. You should have a long line of eager girls to choose from in no time.” She hoped she’d kept any bitterness out of her tone. She had no right to be mad at David for not returning her interest. He’d never said he wanted anything more than friendship. He’d needed a confidante, someone to help him through his hard time. That’s what she was for him. Nothing more. And nothing less.
She’d have to set her friends straight on the Bible thing, but really, she was no worse off than she’d been all last year. Plus, she and David had become even better friends during the past couple of months. That was a good thing. She just had to stop expecting it to turn into anything more.
David shook his head in response to her question. “I’m not sure I’m completely back on the market. I’m on a dating hiatus, I guess. The only reason I’d want to date anyone right now would be to make Ashley jealous.”
“So you’re not actually past the idea of you two getting back together.” Despite her good intentions of just moments ago, Jen felt like someone had just dropkicked her heart.
David let out a huff. “Maybe not completely. But almost. What do you want to eat? I’ll go up and order.”
Jen forced herself to concentrate on the menu and ended up getting what she always got—a bacon cheddar burger with a side of sweet potato fries. When David returned from the counter