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Maybe that was why her boyfriend hated me, that she actually enjoyed spending time and had chemistry with some other guy. Having worked with other songwriters before, I’d figured out that the success or failure of such partnerships often hinged more on how well personalities meshed than it did the abilities of those involved.
“Wow, look at the time,” Dove said, glancing over at the clock.
And despite my best efforts, there always seemed to be someone there to remind everyone that I was a giant asshole.
“I’m meeting Ryan for dinner and you tagging along probably wouldn’t be the best way to make him happy,” Dove said, shrugging her shoulders.
No, it was her two-hundred-fifty pounds of pure muscle boyfriend that convinced me to change my ways.
He walked in just as I was basting his girlfriend’s cervix with my gravy.
“Go ahead and start getting ready while I finish up this little bit,” I said.
“Just kick me out when you’re ready.” “I could give you a key and tell you to lock up after yourself, just don’t let Ryan find you here if we come back here after dinner,” Dove said, laughing as she headed up the stairs to get ready.
But Dove and I felt like old friends by the time we’d finished that first lunch.
When I’d told her I’d recently broken up with girlfriend, she’d even suggested a couple possible blind dates that I passed on. “Okay, I left a key on the table,” Dove announced as she came back into the room wearing a cute little floral print skirt and a white blouse, hair up in a ponytail.
At first Dove had tried to say he actually liked me, but I’d seen it enough that I knew exactly what it was about.
You see, back in high school and college I was one of those guys that liked the challenge of fucking women in relationships, the more committed the better.
For two people that had only known each other a couple months, Dove and I got along great.