Am I the only jealous one?

By the time Scott called me back, I was already cuddled up under my comforter with a bag of fat free popcorn about to catch up on some of my television shows.

"Hey," I answered in a cheerful tone.

"What's up, doll?" Scott asked in an equally cheerful manner. Ever since tax season ended, Scott had been a lot less stressed and seemed to enjoy work more.

"Not much, I'm home now," I replied, feeling weirdly shy about just blurting out that I had won an award.

"Cool. So how'd your presentation go?"

I smiled to myself. "Well," I began. "I'd say pretty great. I won an award for my category."

"Caroline!" Scott practically screamed in my ear. "You lead with that kind of news! That's quite the accomplishment!"

Scott has always been pretty supportive of my schooling and it really made me feel good, especially since I sometimes questioned my choice to pursue a masters degree without any concrete plans in place.

"Thanks," I responded, unable to stop smiling as I slunk further underneath my blankets. "How's work?"

"Not bad," Scott quickly responded. "I don't have too long to talk, though. I'm heading into a meeting in a few minutes. But what do you say we celebrate with dinner?"

"Tonight?" I asked, realizing that my mom had made reservations at an Italian place near my house and I was supposed to ask Scott to come along.

"No, maybe next weekend?"

I felt instant confusion. "Are you not going to be around this weekend?"

Scott laughed. "No, we can do something this weekend. But I have to get off now. Just check your email. Also, don't forget to put this award on your resume."

I felt my body slightly tense up. "Yup. Maybe I'll do it now."

"Okay. I have to go," Scott quickly replied. "I love you."

"I love you, too," I said back before saying goodbye and putting down my phone.

I grabbed my laptop as I let out a heavy sigh. It's not that I wasn't eager to brag about my accomplishments on paper, but I knew what I had to do with this resume after I finished it. I had to send it to Mike.

That's right. I said I had to email my ex-boyfriend. Sure, catching up with him for a matter of twenty minutes was one thing. It was nice, but is it possible to really be good friends with an ex? For other people, I can see it, but I hold on to so many old emotions, I just hope I can do it.

The best part is that emailing my resume to Mike was Scott's idea. Yeah, my current boyfriend suggested that I email my old boyfriend. 

It started when the two of us went out for breakfast the morning after I got my flat tire. Scott and I made plans to grab a bite before doing some shopping. I was nervous to tell him that I had met up with Mike, even though I had nothing to hide, because if he had casually hung out with his ex-girlfriend I don't know that I'd be super cool with it. After he told me not to be so jealous, though, I figured I could use that against him if it came to that.

"So," I began after I took a long sip of my coffee. "You know how I got that flat yesterday?"

Scott nodded. "Yeah,  I'm sorry I wasn't around. Was Anna pissed you didn't make it to her?"

I eagerly shook my head back and forth. "No, she understood. But I just wanted to mention something to you." A look of interest took over Scott's face. "You know how I had to wait a while for my brother to come?" Scott nodded. "Well, I broke down in my ex-boyfriend's town."

Scott scratched the back of his head. "Which one?" he asked with a sense of indifference.

"Mike," I replied. "The one I dated in college." I had informed Scott that I only really seriously dated two guys; Justin and Mike. I knew his only serious relationship was with Jenna, even though he had some flings before her. That was about as far as we went with the "ex" conversation.

"Oh," Scott replied. "So, did you run into him or something?"

I started nervously shifting my feet underneath the table. "I texted him," I said. I didn't feel like I did anything wrong but hearing myself say it out loud sounded ridiculous. "I had some time to kill and figured I'd see if he was nearby. He was so he met me for pizza."

Scott nodded as he picked up his cup and brought it to his lips. "Cool," he replied. "Thanks for letting me know. Have you guys stayed in touch?"

I feel like I know Scott pretty well at this point and maybe he was just playing it super cool, but it did not seem like he cared, like, at all that I was with my ex-boyfriend. He was acting like I just told him that I got an extra bag of chips out of a vending machine.

"No, actually," I answered. "I hadn't seen him in like a year." I don't know why I didn't instantly change the subject but I began telling Scott about how Mike just got a new job as a recruiter in the city. This, to my surprise, got the most attention from Scott.

"If he's a recruiter, maybe his company will have a job for you when you graduate."

I hadn't even thought about that, but Scott had a good point. We spent the rest of breakfast talking about what kinds of things I should be looking for when searching for jobs and Scott made me promise I'd send my resume to Mike so he could possibly set up something for me once I was done with classes.

I guess Scott really isn't the jealous type. At all. Am I the only jealous one?