Day 66: Tales Of Dinner Parties And Reappearing Roommates
Day 66 Of How To Move On From A Man — 1LD
“Can I get you a glass of something?”
Taylor was always the consummate host. His South Yarra penthouse was always adorned with everything an entertainer needs.
A fireplace.
A discreet and tasteful plunge pool that doubles as a hot tub.
Every glass you could imagine.
Even if you want a piccolo-sized old-fashioned glass, he had it.
And it was all him too. Most people would assume this man of the world needed a lady of the world to polish his entertaining skills. Yet GG was nothing more than a bonus to his unmatched etiquette.
Sometimes I couldn’t believe he was Douglas’s brother. My ex never had flair for people.
And as I declined a glass of Grange, instead opting for soda water with lots of ice, I hated myself for thinking about my ex once again.
Though you couldn’t blame me for making the physical comparison. His brother and he shared an unremarkable likeness I had ever seen in siblings.
Right now I wanted to hate Taylor for it.
I couldn’t. He was too damn nice.
And it wasn’t his fault that his brother was a heartbreaking asshole.
Taylor was still in his suit from work.
“How was work today?” I asked him, knowing I didn’t fully understand what he did.
“It was stressful. We’re working on a merger with this Sydney firm. If it comes off, we’re really hitting the big time. If it doesn’t, well, what a gigantic waste of time, you know?”
I nodded. I couldn’t ask him any other questions, my limited knowledge of life was about to come undone. So I offered my sympathies instead.
“How annoying. It’s the worst when you put all your efforts into something only for someone to take it away without warning. I feel you.”
GG looked at me, giving me this death stare like I had said something wrong.
Did I misspeak?
Was I reminding them too much of the fact his brother had done that exact thing to me?
If that was the case, GG was reading way too much into it. And it was hypocritical coming from a friend who had never quite taken my side in this breakup.
Not that I expected her to dump Taylor and the Gallo brothers for me. But I would have hoped for some loyalty.
At that moment I could ask Taylor more about what he did, but the doorbell went and James came bumbling into the apartment.
I hadn’t seen him in over a day. I was close to sending a search party out for him but left it. I’m sure this was a hazing period between him and me, where I learned what it was really like to live with him.
“Did I miss dinner?” he asked. I shook my head.
And bit my lip.
Hard.
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