My mother had called me the night Georgina’s husband moved out quite literally from the window as she watched them argue in the front yard about his secretary or boss or whatever cliched mistress he had from work. She and I had always said we had a hunch that something was off about their marriage. Whenever they came to my parent’s parties, he was always a little too flirty and she was always a little too drunk and or oblivious. So evidently, he had a wandering dick and alas, they divorced.

And now they’re evidently trying to set her up with JP.

Great.

Now we have to add my fucking jealousy into the mix. I rub my forehead as my mother hops off the couch where she’s now seated next to me and pulls her in for a hug. I share a look with Jacob and I’m pretty sure his reads something along the lines of “I’m not planning to” in response to my look that says, “do not test me.”

“Georgina, this is me and Kev’s oldest friend! You moved in shortly after he left for Mexico, so you’ve never met! Jacob Price, this is Georgina Martin!” She claps her hands as if she’s not even trying to hide the fact that she’s trying to fix them up or her intense enthusiasm over it for that matter.

Really, Mom?

Georgina is pretty, I am not going to deny that. She’s tall and blonde with powder blue eyes and a body she keeps very tight thanks to a lot of yoga and Pilates. She was also much closer in age to Jacob, probably midthirties if I had to guess and wouldn’t cause a giant scandal in my family if they were to get together.

So, points for her, I guess.

Despite the fact that it was an obvious fix up, she doesn’t seem to be trying too hard. No heels or overly done makeup. She truly looks like she’s just a neighbor coming over to hangout and it irks the shit out of me that she’s actually playing it cool.

Jacob stands up and shakes her hand after Mom had rid her of the alcohol and cookies she brought over. “It’s nice to meet you Georgina, any friend of Kev and Michelle’s…” He looks at the two of them before turning back to her, “deserves a medal.” They all laugh and I force a smile so that I’m not the only one in the room not amused by this nightmare I’m forced to witness.