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At the thought, I wrinkle my nose and look away, the noise from the bar growing louder once more, as if some bubble’s been popped.
“Jer.”
I hesitate, but finally turn to look at him.
“We’re okay,” he says meaningfully. There’s something…sad to his gaze, but why, I have no idea.
He probably just pities you.
I scowl.
“I’ve just been busy,” he says…again.
I nod. “Me too.”
Our eyes connect, and for a moment we’re stuck like that.
The football game blaring from the flat screens disappears.
The raucous cheers filling the room.
The clinging of bottles and glasses.
It all fades into the background.
His tongue pokes out, flicking over the silver hoop threaded through his lip.
My mouth dries, and heat crawls up my spine.
Try as I might to ignore the glaring elephant in the room—despite my daily pep talk, bracing myself for the awkwardness I knew would come once we saw each other in person again—he’s making it really fucking hard not to squirm now.
He heard me having sex.
Did it gross him out?
Is this how things are gonna be from now on?
It was my idea to pretend it didn’t happen—an idea he agreed to. But as prepared as I was for this moment—seeing him in person after knowing what he overheard—I can’t help but wonder now if it was just a fool’s dream.
He opens his mouth to say something, but whatever it is cuts off with a hitch when his gaze darts past me, and he lights up.
“Will!”
I frown, and turn my head to look over my shoulder, following Mason’s gaze to where a guy with dark blond hair and deep blue eyes weaves his way through the crowd, making his way toward us.
Will.
Mason told me that he’d moved back—their friend from when they were kids. I honestly completely forgot about him. He was only here for a year after all. Plus we never even met during that time.
Mason’s words from a few weeks ago ping off in my head.
“Oh, and guess what? He’s gay.”
And not gonna lie, seeing him now, easily moving through the crowd with a sort of careless masculine stride that tells me he’s perfectly comfortable in the skin he wears…
Well, I can’t help but feel a little envious.
Resentful too.
