The next few days have been pretty much the same with Marco. We still barely talked to each other, and our interactions were limited to him getting me food or coffee.
On Friday, Sean asked me to dinner and I accepted. He didn’t have his car with him so he asked if I could pick him up instead. I agreed without even thinking about how Marco will react if he sees me on a date with another man. Well technically, it’s not a date. It’s a friendly dinner with my childhood friend.
I didn’t tell Marco where we were going. I just told him I’m having dinner with a friend and that we’re picking the friend up. I avoided using pronouns so he wouldn’t know that we’re picking up a man.
Once we arrived at Sean’s condo building, I saw him already waiting outside. I opened the door and got out to greet Se
