the mix up.
CHAPTER SIX
Blind Date #2
Lilly just walked in the door from picking up a pasta dish from the pizza place around the corner from her house. It was almost seven at night. Her entire day was running late, not that she had anything planned.
Just as Lilly was about to open a bottle of white wine, her cell phone buzzed in her back pocket. She looked at the screen and saw an illuminated image of her best friend and biggest pain in the butt, Bethany. Her finger hovered over the ignore button, but she knew she would just keep calling until Lilly answered.
“Hello,” Lilly answered.
“You didn’t call me and tell me about your date. What gives?” Bethany huffed from the other end of the line.
“You’re just upset you decided to get married so young. You really need to find yourself a hobby besides worrying about every last detail in my life.”
“Will you stop it? Don’t be jealous that I am married and have a big house while yo u are sitting there eating takeout food and drinking cheap wine by yourself.” Bethany had a habit of needling Lilly.
“Whatever, what is your point? My date sucked as usual. He was very nice and compl etely not even close to my type,” Lilly started to explain.
“What type is that? The kind that smokes pot in their parent’s basement and plays online video games all day?”
“Hahaha… Dinner was tasty though. We went to that new place downtown called MoHo’s.”
“I heard of that place, how about we go there for dinner Thursday night. I will tell Dick. We can double.”
“Double what? I don’t have a date.” Lilly grabbed a coffee mug and dropped in a few ice cubes. She poured the wine over the ice and a few of the cubes cracked.
“I know, Dick’s friend John is going to meet us. I thought you guys could maybe get to know each other a little better.”
“So I just had a bad blind date and you want to set me up on another one?” Lilly sat on the couch and opened her slightly melted Styrofoam box and gazed down at her slopped up pasta dish.
“It’s not really a bl ind date. You already know John,” Lilly insisted.
“I don’t know him. I met him at a few of your wedding functions. I’m not so sure we have anything in common and no offense, he is like almost fifteen years older than I am.”
“Will you stop it? He works with Dick so obviously that means he has a great job, but he also just won a nice sized jackpot from the state lotto. He could buy you that leather coat you kept sending me screenshots of,” Bethany tried to entice her.
“You do know that it was almost eighty degrees out today?”
“Yeah, well he can buy you a bathing suit then. Just come, and give him a chance. He told Dick he thought you were pretty after Dick’s birthday party last year.”
Lilly twirled her pasta and took a large bite. “Fine, I will come. The food was really good at that restaurant and the wine was way better than this quote ‘cheap stuff’ I am drinking now.” Lilly washed down the bit of food with the wine that had enough bite to it that screamed five dollar wine.
Thursday night came quickly. Lilly was always nervous about being good enough for her friend Bethany. Bethany always cared for her, but she was also the most critical and judgmental person in her life.
She must have changed her clothes ten times trying to look all mature and trendy and somehow still feel a little sexy. She felt like she was failing. Lilly tried to keep her makeup on the lighter side, but was tempted to throw on a pair of false eyelashes for a dramatic effect. Part of her wished she was going out to party on the town with Ali.
Lilly was behind on her laundry for the week. She looked over at her hamper and noticed the stained tank hanging over the edge of the basket. She stopped what she was doing and just stared at it for a minute wondering if she could even get the stain out.
It should probably get thrown in the trash. After a few minutes lapsed she