The 10 Year Plan
you know what I mean,” he said, proud of his Brody-esque pun.
    She ignored the protest and bad pun and continued with what she wanted to talk about. “Tell me,” she said, “what is wrong with men?”
    Myles leaned back in his chair and sighed. When it came to Diane and her needs, there were no other options and it was better to give in and move on. He leaned back, hands behind his head. “At least it’s not a complicated question,” he said. “Let me clear my calendar for the next decade so we can figure it out.”
    â€œDo you have any idea what it’s like to have an ovary full of eggs screaming ‘fertilize me’? It adds a whole new dimension to the misery of being single.”
    Myles was getting antsy; he needed to get some work done, and this was certainly not a topic he had time for, nor one he wanted to be dragged into—particularly not at this hour. “No clue, and I prefer not to know. In fact, I don’t want to discuss it either.”
    â€œBeing gay doesn’t excuse you from having to deal with this.” She stared into his eyes, determined to engage him. He knew he wasn’t going to slither out of this conversation – even with the crazy amount of legal work that covered his desk.
    â€œI’m pretty sure it does. Besides, I’m newly single now too.” He’d decided that since they were going to have this conversation, he might as well get a little sympathy too and assumed a sad-faced expression.
    â€œThat’s great!” she said. “It means that next month you and Brody are going to be a couple!”
    â€œWhat!” He didn’t realize he’d told her about the ten-year plan. “When did I tell you about that?”
    She gave him a “Bitch, please” look.
    He chuckled to himself. There obviously wasn’t anything she didn’t know about him, and clearly he’d shared more with her about his personal life than he’d originally thought.
    â€œIf I know Brody, he’s probably forgotten all about it.”
    She leaned toward him, her eyes piercing. “Then remind him! Brody’s a great catch, and he is so damned hot!” She leaned back, message delivered.
    Myles was surprised at her reply. Even as boy crazy as she could be, she certainly knew he would never be with Brody. “Diane, he’s not relationship material. You know that!”
    Diane swung a leg back and forth. “What about you two just fooling around then? I mean, I just don’t understand how your best friend is a sexy cop, and you haven’t hooked up with him yet!”
    Myles couldn’t believe she was saying this. “Contrary to what you may think of gay people, we don’t all sleep with each other.”
    â€œReally? I didn’t get that memo and neither did the rest of West Hollywood!”
    â€œBrody is my friend. You don’t sleep with your friends.”
    Diane smiled. “How is it that I never heard of these rules? I swear you make them up as you go along.”
    â€œBrody and I don’t see each other that way.” Diane gave him an incredulous looks as he turned away and picked up some papers, hoping she’d take the hint and let him get some work done. This conversation was getting to personal and cutting a bit close to a nerve. Ordinarily Myles would happily engage Diane in a conversation about how he and Brody were completely wrong for each other, but not today.
    â€œDon’t tell me you’re not his type!”
    Myles laughed sarcastically. This was too easy. He had the perfect retort and he had to use it. “Brody has only one type.” Diane knew where he was going with this and followed his lead.
    â€œFacing down!” they said in unison as they laughed at how well they knew each other.
    Men always came easily for Diane. Maybe not the right man every time, but there was almost always a man by her side. They would call, and she would

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