My fingers fly against the screen. Good.
“Who is that?”
“Adley.” I tuck my phone in my back pocket.
Chloe takes a step back. “Oh yeah? You still seeing her?”
“If that’s what you want to call it.”
“How are Rhett and the rest of the Brady Bunch doing?”
I grin and shake my head.
“What? Come on, that was funny. From what you’ve told me, the Allens are exactly like the Brady Bunch.”
“You don’t even know them. They’re great people.”
“I’ve met Rhett, and if they’re anything like him, I’m sure they are great. When do I get to meet Adley?”
“You don’t need to meet her. We’re short term, remember?”
“Uh-huh.” She doesn’t look convinced. “You’ve been saying that for five months.”
This isn’t exactly the conversation I want to be having with Chloe. “So, if the Allens are the Brady Bunch, what does that make us?” I ask.
Her smile grows. “The Bundys.”
“I like the Bundys.”
“Me too.” Chloe grabs her purse. “But I guarantee you Marsha Brady didn’t marry Bud Bundy.”
Her words are a slap to the face, but I refuse to let her see the effect they have on me.
Chloe takes a breath and looks down. “That came out wrong. I didn’t mean that in a bad way. I just don’t want to see you get hurt.”
Squaring my shoulders, I puff up my chest. “I can’t get hurt.”
“Right.” She nods slowly. “I forgot. You’re invincible.”
“D
amn straight. Now if you’re done annoying me, I need to get to work.”
“Wait. There’s one more thing we need to talk about.”
“What’s that?”
“Where I’m going to live. I have to be out of student housing by the end of this month. Rose offered to let me to come stay with her and Chelsie. Donna moved out, so they have an extra room.”
“No. Absolutely not.”
Chloe parks a hand on her hip. “It’s cute that you think you can tell me what to do.”
“Chloe—” I grit my teeth, and she places a hand on my shoulder.
“I know you don’t like Rose, but it’s only until I get a job and can afford a place of my own. They’re letting me stay for free.”
“It’s not that I don’t like her…”