I'm An Idiot

ASTON

“Tell me everything about last night.” Tiffany demanded at lunch time. She carried a paper bag with the logo of a Chinese place nearby on the front. “I brought food, so you don’t have excuses to get out of taking our entire hour to give me every detail.”

I smiled coyly, winding a lock of hair around my finger. “Details about what? I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Throwing me a mocking glare, she heaved into a chair. “You already forgot I loaned you that smoking hot red dress for your big date?”

I rolled my eyes. “It wasn’t a big date. It was just a date.”

“You didn’t seal the deal with Blake?” She pouted, disappointment shining in her eyes.

Remembering how much I wanted to ‘seal the deal’ with him was slightly embarrassing. “Seal the deal? Do you people still use that?”

“I’m taking that as a no.” She cracked her chopsticks apart and picked up a carton of food from the bag. “You wouldn’t be so grouchy if you had done the deed.”

Her eyes widened. “Unless—unless it was a