“Huh,” he said. “Here I was preparing to get down on my knees and beg forgiveness, and instead you’re apologizing to me. Did not see that coming.”
“Me neither. I just… hadn’t really thought it through until now. I was too busy being self-righteous.”
“You? Self-righteous?” he said. “I’m shocked. Shocked.”
“Shut up,” she said, elbowing him in the ribs.
“Ow!” He laughed, then got serious again. “So… what now? Between us, I mean.”
She took a deep breath.
“Would you hate me if I wanted everything to go back to the way they were before?”
“Of course not,” he said. “I actually want the same thing.”
“Seriously?” she said. “This isn’t that thing where the guy says he’s okay with it but he’s secretly resentful, is it?”
“No way,” he said. “You’re my best friend. How could I resent that?”
Frederica rolled her eyes, then cracked a smile.
“Okay,” she said. “But if I ever hear the words ‘friend zone’ come out of your mouth, I’m not going to be happy.”
“Can I still wear a fedora and call you ‘m’lady’?”
“Only if you don’t mind being thrown into the sun.”
“Are you actually able to do that?”
“Only one way to find out.”
“I’ll try to restrain myself, then,” he said.
Frederica smiled and looked out the window. A gust of wind blew along the sidewalk as someone passed through the crowd at super-speed.
“Can you believe we actually live in the same city now?” she said. “No more begging Angela to open a portal for me.”
She flinched a bit when she mentioned her sister, but Tommy didn’t seem to notice. He just smiled.
“I’m really happy you’re here,” he said. “You should stop by the apartment for a movie night sometime. I know Dad would love to see you.”
“I’d like that too,” Frederica replied.