"Have you heard from him?" Goldie asked her.
"Well, I kinda went against the rules yesterday. Like, basically said fuck the rules. I invited him to the movies with the gang." She answered.
"Damn, and he came? Did you talk, is everything okay?"
"Yep. It was a tiny bit awkward with BFF, but everything is cool. I even asked him..."
"Shut up, Penny! You did not ask him about the kiss."
"Yeah, I kinda did. He said it was just a friendly gesture."
"Well of course he did, what else was he gonna say? He wasn't going to lose face after you flat out asked him!"
"I guess so. I don't know. Either way, everything is good now."
"Yeah, just stay away from champagne and long conversations."
She opened her mouth, then closed it and bit her lip. "I think I can handle myself." she said to Goldie.
She decided in that moment not to tell Goldie that she had just spent 10,000 steps with him that evening discussing life as they walked around the marina. She also decided not to tell her that she felt like a piece of his wall had come down a little that day, when he admitted he worried how she felt about him, that she was mad. He had suggested that walk around the marina that should have ended with 5,000 steps, but didn't.
Earlier that week he had said that it was only fair that he read her blog, and she couldn't find fault in that. She gave him the link and stated that he would never read it anyway, that no one did. He said he was going to "buck the system" and actually be the first person in her life to read her blog. He was the first person to even make the claim, to be interested in her writing. She was still skeptical, but open to it.
They had also made plans to do it again early next week before the play, for both of them to start to get in shape.
She went home and pulled her walking shoes out of her closet and set them by the door.
