The ringing phone distracted Nya from her thoughts, and she got back to work.
Fifteen minutes later, the phone had stopped ringing, so Nya opened up her email. She still knew Russell’s email address, as it hadn’t been hard to forget. She logged on and typed it in.
Then she paused, not sure what to write.
As the minutes ticked by, she wondered why this was such a hard task. “Get a grip, and get over it.”
She drafted Russell an email, asking if two more tickets were available for the event. And as she did, she started to feel better about things. Instead of seeing Friday night as a double date, she started to see it as an opportunity to be with her best friend. Having Sabrina there would lessen the pressure and make it less like a date between her and Tyler. She certainly didn’t have to stick by Tyler’s side when there were more people there. Tyler could hang with Mason, and she could hang with Sabrina. If Russell was nearby, Nya would make sure to play lovey-dovey with Tyler, but otherwise she could hang with Sabrina.
Yes, it was a great idea to have Sabrina and Mason go along with them. Plus, if she was asking Russell for more tickets, he certainly couldn’t believe she was still hung up on him. It was more proof—she hoped, anyway—that she was firmly over him.
Nya sent the message off to Russell as Sabrina breezed back in. She looked harried.
“You really ought to take an hour for yourself. Have a proper lunch, unwind a bit.”
Sabrina shook her head as she sipped the last bit of orange juice from a plastic cup. “I don’t have the time.”
“You know you have to slow down sooner or later. You don’t want to disappoint Mason.”
Sabrina, who had already passed the reception desk en route to her studio, paused to look over her shoulder. “Oh, Mason’s far from disappointed.” She winked.
As her friend disappeared, Nya couldn’t help feeling a slight sense of wistfulness. Not since Russell had she felt a true electric charge for someone, that sense of excitement and fulfillment that Sabrina was experiencing now.
And despite Nya’s resolve to say single, there was a small part of her that still craved that sense of belonging to someone.
There was still a part of her that craved finding Mr. Right.
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