“I mean, I love hanging out with you. But my lunch break is longer than yours. And Ellen is a great cook.”
“I can take longer lunch breaks,” I said.
Rob laughed. “I don’t think so. You see…I own Hunter Tech. So I set my own hours.”
“You own half of Hunter Tech. The same stake I have in MAC International.”
“Yeah, but I have to answer to James. Who doesn’t care what I do. You have to have meetings with your dad.”
True. Kind of. “James definitely cares what you do.” I polished off the rest of my hot dog.
“Then why does he never ask why I’m at his house every hot dog day?”
“Probably because he doesn’t want to have an awkward conversation about how his brother is running his business into the ground.”
Rob laughed. “We’re having our best year ever. I’m a great boss. Don’t be jealous.”
“Mhm.” We started walking back toward our offices. Or I guess he was heading to James’ place.
“So how’s the breakup going?” Rob asked. “Do you need me to buy you a pint of ice cream for you to drown your feelings in while watching a romcom? I promised Daphne I’d watch one with her tonight anyway if you want to crash.”
“Kennedy and I didn’t break up.”
Rob shook his head. “We’ve already had this conversation…”
“I know, but you were wrong. We’ve actually kissed twice since then.”
“So like…sex with an ex thing? That’s still being broken up.”
“No, it was just kissing. And we’re not broken up.”
“Kiss with an ex doesn’t have the same ring to it. And it’s even less momentous than sex. You and Kennedy have definitely broken up.”
“Then how do you explain the fact that we went on a date last night?”
“I’m guessing it was a dinner as friends.”
“No it wasn’t.”
“So it was just the two of you?” he asked.
Technically Tanner and Nigel had crashed our dinner. But that didn’t mean it was any less of a date…
“You paused. You weren’t alone. That’s not a date.”
“Tanner’s been acting weird,” I said, changing the subject to something that would distract Rob.
“Well it’s about time you’ve realized that! Did you see him with the man bun? Or was it the weird shoes?”
“Neither. But he keeps saying Kennedy isn’t my soulmate.”
Rob was quiet.
“What?”
“I really like Kennedy,” Rob said. “I think she’s great. But…”
“Not you too,” I groaned.
