You're Not You Page #3

Thanks.

The only reason

I'm not totally pissed off you're late

is that I just took failure

to a whole new...

Liam, here you go.

Bec, this is Jen, my wife.

Jen, this is Bec, one of my students.

And a very good one at that.

- Nice to meet you.

- Pleasure's all mine.

- It's good to see you.

- I'm gonna get a drink.

Oh.

Sorry.

Bec. Bec.

Hey, can I just borrow her

for a second there?

- Actually...

- Just a sec.

You know I'm married.

And I have a boyfriend.

So you're just gonna have to

control your feelings...

every time you see me with Bill.

Uh, it's "Wil", actually.

Or Bill. Wil. Whatever.

Here.

Alright. I can drive.

Guys, get off my truck.

- Git. Goodnight.

- Of course you have a truck.

This is a good truck.

I knew she wouldn't work out.

I tell you what,

we'll get Mrs. Trotter back,

because she was perfect for us.

She was perfect.

I'm just glad that that...

What was her name?

Bec. Bec Cartwell.

I'm just glad that

that is behind us

and we can get back to

the way things were.

Alright, let's go to bed.

You're really hot.

Oh!

Oh, my God, I feel like I'm sexing

a Jackson Pollock painting.

Okay.

Evan?

Uh, yeah?

You wake me up if you

need anything. Alright?

Goodnight.

- What the hell is that?

- Uh, I made you eggs.

Ohh. Let's get one thing

real clear, real quick.

I'm not girlfriend material,

so we good?

Yeah, it's good, it's good.

Great. Perfect.

Lose my number, Liam.

Hold on. You want me back?

Yep. Yep, of course, Bec.

Love to have you back.

You understand that I have to...

I witnessed a hit-and-run,

but I did find someone

who can deliver organic vegetables.

My cat was puking like crazy.

Nice suit. Italian?

We're not really interested

in your excuses.

This has been going on

for weeks.

Evan has

a very demanding schedule,

and I have

a very demanding condition.

- You show up late again...

- Got it. Understand.

- Her charms more than allude me.

- She's young.

Okay, so ladies' night.

You excited?

Mm. Turning backflips.

Hey, these are your

best friends, alright?

It's important that you

don't shut everybody out.

Besides, I can't cancel

on Alex again.

He's gonna think I hate him.

You do hate him.

I miss us just...

being together.

Hey, I miss that, too.

Okay?

I'll try to get back from dinner early,

I'll say hello to your friends,

and then it'll be

just you and me, alright?

Okay.

Love you. Bye.

So before we buy out

the rest of Texas,

you should probably know

I can't cook anything.

Like, not even Pop-Tarts.

That's fine.

I mean, like, at all.

You don't need to know

how to cook.

You just need to know

how to listen.

Alyssa, you look so good

I almost hate you.

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