*Patrick*
I was excited to receive another call from Holly. She’d just asked about the gingerbread house thing, so I wondered what else she wanted to do with me. I found myself hoping that she’d ask me on another date. I knew I could ask her too, but guys were allowed to get excited for the woman to take charge once in a while.
“Holly!” I answered, probably too cheerfully.
“Hey,” she said. Her voice was strained, without its usual lightness.
My heart sank. Was she canceling? “What’s up?” I asked. I knew jumping to conclusions was never the route to go.
“Have you seen your ex lately?” she asked.
It was like someone dropped a brick into my stomach. “Emily? She paid me a visit yesterday.” I gulped, not knowing whether I wanted to know the answer to my next question or not. “Why’s th
