Ben and Lori broke up. If you could even call what they had being together. “It doesn’t even make sense,” Lori is saying, tapping her pen furiously against her notebook as she sits next to me in the conference room. “We didn’t even…” She glances around at the still mostly empty room. “You know.” I try to ignore the thrill that this news gives me. Ben and Lori never slept together. It shouldn’t matter to me, but it matters so damn much I can barely breathe. “Maybe because he respects you more than all those other girls,” I say kindly. “Knows that you deserve more than wham bam thank you ma’am.” Her pen taps even faster. “But if that’s true, then why did he end it? Like, he didn’t see me as the good-time girl or the long-term girl.” I purse my lips.
