Love At First Glance (Love at Firsts #1)(33)

“I will when you let me pluck them.” He beams and kisses my head. “What’s wrong?”

I sigh. “I met my neighbor yesterday, and so did Spencer. I don’t know what happened exactly but he got mad and left and has been avoiding me ever since.”

“That’s not good. You really have no idea why he got mad?” He looks at me as if I’m stupid.

“No, why? Do you know something I don’t?” I raise my eyebrow at him, giving him the same look he’s just given me.

“Looks like I do.” He looks at my eyebrows disapprovingly and disappears in the bathroom. It’s not long before he emerges brandishing a pair of tweezers as if they were a sword.

“What do you know that I don’t?”

“I can’t tell you, Gorgeous. You need to figure this one out on your own.” He grabs my hand and directs me to the couch. “Lay down with your head on my lap,” he says as he sits down and pats his lap. I comply because I don’t have the energy to protest.

“Why is everybody being so bloody cryptic with me? Ouch! For f*ck’s sake a bit of warning would have been appreciated.” I rub my eyebrow.

“I’m plucking.” He chuckles. “Because it’s not something someone can just tell you, you have to figure things out on your own.”

“So you heard from Spencer?” I look up at him and frown when he plucks a few more hairs.

“Yes, he called me and asked if I had heard from you. We talked for a while and he asked me to come check on you.”

“Why couldn’t he come and check on me himself?” I ask disappointed that my best friend would send someone else.

“He’s busy.” Matt shrugs.

“Busy f*cking one of his sluts.” I yelp as Matt tugs a stubborn hair. “That one hurt!”

“Sorry. Jealous?” He smirks. I don’t think he’s sorry one bit, bastard.

“Maybe.” I sigh.

“Do tell.” He grins like the Cheshire cat.

“None of your business, you’ll go running to him to tell him that I’m jealous, he doesn’t need the ego boost.”

“My lips are sealed. Come on.” He encourages and I look up at him, debating whether I should tell him or not.

“I’m just…I don’t know…I’m confused lately. The few friends I have are either in a loving relationship or have friends with benefits and here I am on my own and it blows. I just want to be happy and have someone I can share the little everyday things with. All of Spence’s hook ups never bothered me before, well I never used to pay much attention to them but I don’t know if it’s a matter of me being jealous that he has people in his life other than me, or because it's not me?” I say in one long rushed breath.

“Or you’re in love with Spencer.” Mat snickers and plucks a few more hairs which cause me to yelp again. “Sorry.” He grins sheepishly.

“Sorry my ass! And no, I’m not in love with Spencer.” I roll my eyes at him.

“Are you sure? Sounds like it to me.” He shrugs.

“We talked about it; it would be really awkward if anything were to ever happen between us.”

“Would it?” He brushes my eyebrows and proudly smiles at his work.

“Yeah, I think so. He’s like a brother to me.”

“If you say so.” He helps me up and pulls me in for a hug. “I’m always here if you wanna talk.” He winks at me.

“Thanks Matt, I appreciate it.” I kiss his cheek and wander to the bag of food he left on the counter when he came in. My heart sinks when I see a bacon cheeseburger from Park Burger Highlands.

“Is there something wrong with the burger?” He looks at me confused having followed me into the kitchen.

“No, it’s just the place where Spencer always gets our burgers.” I give him a half smile.

“You have it so f*cking bad for him.” He snickers and hugs me.

“Stop it. I don’t.” I elbow him in the stomach and take our food to the couch.

“Keep lying to yourself, Gorgeous, you’re the one hurting.” He opens the bottle of wine and pours us a glass each.

We spend the rest of the evening eating and watching crappy reality TV shows but my mind isn’t focusing on the TV, it’s going crazy thinking about what Matt said.

“I’ll see you tomorrow at work. Have a good night.” He hugs me and kisses my head as he leaves.

“See you tomorrow.” I smile at him and watch him walk down the stairs. As I’m about to close my door, a hand stops me. I open the door again and am greeted by Valentine’s smile. “Hey.”

“Everything good?” He looks at me concerned.

“Yes, why?” I look at him confused.

“Just checking on my favorite neighbor.” He smiles.

“I’m your only neighbor.”

“That’s why you’re my favorite. How are things with Spencer?”

I shake my head. “He still won’t talk to me.”

“Want me to give him a call?” He offers.

“No, I’ll try to call him tomorrow, if he still won’t hear me out then maybe.” I give him a small smile.

“Alright. I hope I didn’t ruin a good relationship.” He sighs.