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“The Complete Collection of Poems by Edgar Allen Poe! How did you know I wanted this?”
“I remember you mentioning it at lunch two weeks ago.”
Jerk. I wanted to have been the one who thought to give that to her.
Jealousy is one of those things that seem to take you over, clouds your judgment and makes you crazier than you ever thought possible. It does funny things to me because I’m ninety-nine percent sure I think I go a little out of my head. Green doesn’t even begin to cover it. I was jealous. Insanely jealous because I knew how things went down when girls were with Jesse, not that I couldn’t trust Jules, it was he who couldn’t be trusted.
Before Jules, if we were at a party, or anywhere in public really, Jesse was the one the girls made a beeline for with his pretty boy features and trendy clothing. So, naturally I may be a little self-conscious about this whole thing.
I am by no means a ‘pretty boy’. I’m tall, big, broad, yet lean. I have hard, rugged features, except for, I’ll admit, a bit of baby fat on my face. I don’t wear any kind of hair product. I’ve never even seen moisturizer. I wash with bar soap and if someone dared to come at me with an emery board I’d tell them to stick it where the sun don’t shine. I only wear cologne because Jules seems to like it.
“Oh, well. Thank you.......This is so thoughtful,” Jules said.
“No problem. You ready?”
“Yup.”
She stuck her hands in the back pockets of her jeans.
“Bye sweetheart,” she said, turning her eyes onto mine.
Oh, no. You’re not getting away that easily. I grabbed her, bent her backwards and kissed her like Jesse wasn’t even in the room. She resisted at first, but the electricity sizzling between us made her forget where she was and she kissed me back, really kissed me back. She removed her hands from her back pockets and wound them tightly bound around my neck.
I brought her back up for air and set her on her feet again before she was ready for me to stop. I really loved that she melted for me in front of Jesse. It was a little reminder for Jesse, just in case he got any ideas. I needed him to know the deal and I think that it worked because man did he look surprised when I finally locked eyes with him.
I slapped her on the rear, “Have a good time Jules.”
“Elliott!” She said, red faced, her left hand rubbing my hand print.
What can I say? I’m a possessive Neanderthal. I readily admit it. Never saw that coming either, always thought of myself as a progressive kind of guy. Guess not.
They left with Jules glancing over her shoulder at me. She didn’t want to leave without me. I could see it and I couldn’t have been happier about that. I just hoped that kiss would last her until he dropped her off at ten that night.
When I got home, I opened the screen door to the kitchen and heard my mom cooking or baking. She was always cooking or baking something.
“Hi baby!” She said.
“Hey,” I said, unenthusiastically.
I slumped into a kitchen table chair.
“What’s wrong with you?”
“Oh, nothing. Jules is out to a movie.”
“Well, why don’t you call up Jesse? See what he’s up to.”
“That’s who she’s at the movies with!” I almost yelled.
“What?” She asked, confused.
“Yeah, you know how Jesse isn’t the biggest fan of Jules?”
“Yeah?”
“Well, I guess I pressed him often enough to make an effort with her that he actually took me seriously and now I’m regretting that I ever did.”
“Oh baby, you’re so silly! I know that Jesse is a, what’s the word, ladies man?”
