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The Hook Up Part II

Day Two-Day

I tried to rationalize what I was feeling but the only thing that was coming up was regret. I only knew him for a few hours and for some reason, I thought it would be a good idea to sleep with him because I was lonely.

Todd and I were together for six years and I’d been single for a week before I slept with someone else. Last night also showed me I was not ready to date like I thought I was. Auntie Tess’ advice was usually sound but getting under someone new was not the way I needed to handle this. Indya was right, as she usually was.

Even though I knew Indya was still sleep, I went ahead and ordered us breakfast from room service. The money we paid for this resort was worth it because food and drinks were included. I got a southwest omelet and ordered yogurt and cereal for Indya. She was not a fan of breakfast so I knew between the yogurt and the cereal, she would be ok.

I went to the living room and started the coffee pot to get my day started. I was drinking my coffee and thinking about last night when Indya emerged from her room.

“Yes! Coffee! You are a girl’s best friend!” I wasn’t sure if she was referring to me or the black liquid she was pouring in her cup.

“Good morning sunshine! Long night?”

The smile that crept onto Indya’s face was one of pure bliss. Apparently I wasn’t the only one that got some last night.

“Yes,” she replied breathlessly. We moved to the sofa to get comfortable to talk about our nights. This felt like our Sunday ritual. No matter what we had going on, Indya and I usually reserved 2-3 Sundays for brunch, dinner or just hanging out. We fell into this groove so that when work and life got busy, we knew we could catch up during our Sunday dates.

I could hardly wait to hear about her evening. “So, tell me about Zion.”

I didn’t think her smile could get any bigger.

“Well, I was with the ladies we met, and we all played Taboo and I ended up on his team. We played well together and we just kind of stayed together. He is 32, father of two, and he is a high school basketball coach. He lives in Macon and he loves his mama.”

“You know you gotta be careful of them mama’s boys,” I joked. “What did ya’ll do last night?”

I was kind of hoping that she slept with him so I could say ‘oh yeah, me too.’

“After the game night, we weren’t quite ready for the conversation to be over, so we just went to the beach and talked almost all night.

I was waiting for her to say something else, but she didn’t. “That must have been one hell of a conversation!”

“Oh, it was!” she gushed. “We talked about everything. And I mean everything. It was probably one of the best nights of my life.”

I could tell by the sound of her voice that she was smitten by Zion. And even if I left here with nothing, just knowing my friend encountered someone that made her smile like this was worth all the money.

“So that’s all ya’ll did? Talk? No…body talk?”

Indya laughed. “No…I didn’t feel a need to, you know? It was just…I don’t know how to explain it. It’s almost like I’ve been with him before. There was no awkwardness, no pressure. I was content to sit on the beach, listen to waves and talk to him.”

“Wow! That’s beautiful!” I hoped my reaction wasn’t too generic because I meant it. It was just that…well…I didn’t feel like that about DJ and I just gave it up.

“Enough about me, tell me about DJ.”

I shifted in my seat and exhaled. “I mean…he was cool and all but there wasn’t much there.”

“I couldn’t tell by the way you guys were last night.”

“Yeah, but I realized that I was moving too fast. I am really not ready to date.” Indya didn’t say anything, but her eyes were screaming ‘I told you so’.

“Is the feeling mutual?” Indya questioned.

“Yes. He is divorced and he thought he was ready, but he wasn’t. We’re both cool with it,” I shrugged. It sounded like a good enough lie but in all honesty, I had no idea why he ghosted me.

We sat in silence for a second, sipping our coffee. “Did you come to that conclusion before or after you slept with him?”

I whipped my head in her direction and wondered how the hell she knew. The knock on our door gave me a few seconds to try to figure out how I was going to answer her. The server wheeled our breakfast in, and I tipped him before removing the lid from my perfectly cooked omelet.

“I got you cereal and yogurt,” I informed Indya. She nodded and removed her lid and doctored up her yogurt with nuts and blueberries. My omelet was to die for, and I wondered how something so simple could be so good.

“So, you’re going to act like you can’t eat and talk?”

One thing about the friendship I had with Indya was that she was going to make me talk through things. I was still friends with some people from high school, but Indya made me accountable.

I chewed my omelet slowly and took a sip of my coffee to stall. I kept my eyes on the Atlantic Ocean in front of me, refusing to look at her. “I knew it before and after. There was nothing special about him.”

“So why did you sleep with him?” Indya asked digging into her yogurt.

“Because I miss Todd,” I admitted. “I miss the companionship. Having someone to come home to. Someone to sleep with. Someone to wake up to. I missed being with someone.”

“Hmmm…comfort. I understand that. But do you realize why that isn’t the best situation for you to be in?”

“Kind of,” I began. I paused to eat some of my breakfast. “I mean, I understand that I am not ready and that can lead to feelings getting involved. But at the same time, I can’t just sit around and mourn Todd leaving me.”

“Very true,” Indya said and finished off her yogurt and moved onto her cereal. “Not saying you can’t meet someone here and it’s a magical fairytale, but have you assessed the relationship yet? Thought about what went wrong so you don’t make the same mistakes?”

“You already know where it went wrong. He strung me along for six years.”

“Did he string you along or did you believe something that wasn’t there?”

Her question pissed me off initially. She was there for most of my relationship. Todd was the reason we met. Todd and I went to undergrad in South Carolina and after we graduated, Todd was offered a job in Georgia. He moved and when the distance became too much for me, I said goodbye to my family and friends in South Carolina and moved to Georgia to be with him.

Come to think of it, the distance was fine for him, it was me that didn’t like it. Todd never asked me to move to Georgia, but he didn’t object either. We never really talked about marriage, but he was aware I did want to get married. I kept asking when we were getting married and he kept telling me he wasn’t ready. After six years, how could he not be ready? Finally, I gave him an ultimatum: Either we get married or it was over. He chose the latter.

Todd leaving me was difficult. We met our freshman year of college at