Blue number twenty-one halted at the bus stop. Knowing he had to wait a while before another blue twenty-one would arrive, he said, “My bus is here. See you tomorrow.”
He really wanted to go home. Working for Matthias was harder than working in his ex-company. The pay was more, but so was the work. Still, Zach was not in a position to complain. Hoping to catch the bus, Zach was ready to break into a jog when Guinevere grabbed his wrist.
“Wait,” she said.
Zach wanted to insist, but the bus was quick to decide he was not worth the wait.
“Looks like you need to catch the next one,” Guinevere simply said.
Heaving a silent sigh, the question of what Guinevere wanted was at the tip of his tongue. But before he could voice it, he spotted Wayne heading toward them.
“Gwen? What’s the matter?” Wayne called out.
“Finally! Zach here is really busy. It’s hard getting him, you know,” Guinevere replied.
Having no clue what was going on, Zach gave Guinevere a questioning look.
“Hi, I’m Wayne. Zach, is it?” Wayne immediately stretched his hand out for a shake.
Playing along, Zach took the handshake and answered, “Yes, I’m…”
He had no idea how to finish his sentence. What was he to say?
“He’s going to be in-charge of the food at our wedding. The chef we have now is giving me some problems. You don’t mind, do you?” Guinevere quickly said.
Completely bewildered, he was not sure on how to respond. It was obvious Guinevere was making up a story. For whatever reason, he didn’t want to be a part of it. Unfortunately, there was no way he could escape.
“I don’t mind. Is that all?” Wayne said.
“Hold on. I need to make a call,” Guinevere replied and walked away.
Where was she going? It seemed like she wanted to drag it out. Zach was certainly not up for it. He wanted to stop playing pretend.
“So, you’re a chef?” Wayne asked.
“Well,” Zach paused and took a quick glance at Guinevere. She was not lying when she said she needed to make a call. “I like food.”
Wayne nodded with a chuckle. “If you need to confirm anything, just do so with Gwen. I’m fine with whatever you put on my plate.”
“Yea, sure. I’ll do that.”
“Great. I’m actually meeting a friend, so I’ll excuse myself.”
“OK. It was nice meeting you.”
“You too,” Wayne said with a smile. He did not wait for Guinevere to get off the phone as he headed back toward the building.
When Guinevere finally ended the call, she turned to Zach with a wide grin.
“What was that all about?” Zach immediately asked.
“Oh, nothing. I’ll handle the food thing. You can just show up and take credit for it.”
“I don’t want to do that,” Zach stated.
“Just play along. If not for me, do it for Jodie.”
“What does Jodie have to do with this?”
“She’s helping Richard, I’m helping them. It’s complicated.”
No matter how complicated the situation was, he wanted to know. The three of them being tangled sounded improbable.
“Tell me,” Zach said, challenging what he thought to be fiction.
“Nah. It’s very messy. By the way, do you like Jodie? You’re always doing things for her,” Guinevere tactlessly changed the topic.
For a brief second, Zach forgot the main reason why he was still talking to her. Her question was so unexpected that it caught him off guard.
“Please, it’s so obvious,” Guinevere added.
“I knew it. You do!”
“What? No,” Zach immediately replied.
“You’re blushing,” Guinevere teased.
“I’ll pretend tonight did not happen. Goodbye,” Zach said and stalked off.
He was not going to put up with her any longer. He wanted to go home and sleep it off. Unfortunately for him, it was almost impossible to forget Guinevere’s words. If he was being completely honest, he was actually not sure how he felt. The uncertainty was enough to keep him awake.
The following morning, Zach received a text message from Ms Leona. She told him to be at the poolside after lunch. As he made his way to Skypeak, he took his mind off last night’s incident and wondered what the next task would be. When he finally arrived at the poolside, he spotted Richard lounging on a pool chair and Matthias taking shade under a large umbrella.
“It looks like the ladies are late today,” Richard said, when he saw Zach.
Having spotted a notice about the pool being closed for the day, it was no surprise that he found no other clubhouse member in sight.
“It’s very unlike Jodie to be late,” Richard added.
“Wow, you sure do know her well,” Matthias said.
“We’re best friends now. You know that.”
Matthias chuckled and shook his head. He then walked to the opposite side of the pool and took a seat. Zach could not help but dwell on the exchange between the two of them. It seemed as though they knew something he didn’t. In fact, he felt like the only one being left out. What did the four know that suddenly made them friends?
Curious, Zach wanted to find out. He was not usually a busybody, but Jodie was seemingly involved it in. Perhaps Guinevere was right. But whatever the truth was, he wanted to be up to date first. Since neither of the ladies were present, it was either Richard or Matthias. And Zach had to choose.
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