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While grading my student’s work before heading to the gym, I notice I have a lot of frustration to work off in Astalia’s absence. I would much rather take it out on the object of my affection, but she won’t be back for hours. After getting rid of some of the pent-up stress at the gym, I arrive home and decide to cook her dinner. Pulling up my grocery app, I order everything needed to prepare two steaks then wait for it to be delivered.
Once the groceries are here, the next two hours are spent whipping up steak
, potatoes and asparagus for two. A bottle of red wine is used as the centerpiece for the table I set for two. Then, I call Astalia to see how long it will be before she returns. She’s at home about to take a shower and head back this way soon. I go to the bathroom to take a quick shower and then get dressed as well.
Walking back into the living room, I hear the doorbell ringing. Smiling as I walk to the door, I’m anxious to greet her again. “Do you know how much I missed you, girl?” I say upon opening the door, but my smile is stripped away when I see who is on the other side.
“You missed me?” Rosae Buchanan, my busty and arrogant ex, says with a huge smile spread across her eager face.
“Rosae,” is all I can get out as I rack my brain, trying to figure out why this woman is standing on my doorstep. I am sure my irritation with her is written on my face because I am not happy seeing her again. Astalia is due here at any moment. The last thing I want her to walk up on is Rosae in my house. “Why are you here?” I gruffly ask.
“Oh, Omega. Why are you being so crass?” She pushes her way through the space in the door, takes off her white fur coat, and walks inside. She tosses her fur onto the lounge chair in the living room. Dressed in white pants, white fitted sweater, and black boots, she walks around my apartment as if she owns the place.
I run my hand down the waves in my hair and let out a ragged breath, giving my hands something to do instead of manhandling her. “What can I do for you, Rosae?”
“I came by because I knew you would be missing me, Omega. It’s Christmas, and you need someone to be with just like I do. Look, you haven’t even put up your tree,” she acknowledges.
“That’s where you have it wrong, Rosae. I don’t need anyone or anything. I’m good,” I bark, but she waves me off as if what I’m saying is malarkey and walks into the kitchen.
Sighing, I follow her pushy ass into the living room. I don’t have time to deal with her emotional demands tonight. When I broke it off with her months ago, she came by here for weeks before she finally got it through her head that we’re done.
“Wow, it smells good in here. What are you cooking? And is that my favorite wine on the table?” she squeals at the sight of Whitehall Lane Cabernet Sauvignon sitting in the middle of the table.
“Rosae, you need to leave,” I speak plainly and forcefully so she can understand that I’m not playing with her.
Ignoring me again, she walks into the kitchen and starts snooping around in the pots. Her mouth gapes slightly when she looks back at me. Bewilderment is present in her eyes. “You’re cooking for two?”
“I am.”
She crosses her arms over her chest and glares at me. “Well, call her and tell her to stay at home. I’m here now.”
“That won’t be happening, Rosae.” I walk over and pick her jacket up off the lounger. “You need to go.”
“Really, Omega? After the great times we shared, you just throw it all away because you think I don’t care about you because I talk to other men? It’s not like I’m doing anything with those men. We’re just talking.”
“Well, go and talk to them now. I have plans tonight.”
“Why can’t I have other friends?”
I hold her fur out to her. “You can have whatever you like, Rosae.”
“You were probably dating other women too, Omega. Stop acting like you are so innocent.”
Rosae is the type to think her needs come ahead of everyone else’s. She sees no problem in her having a stable of men ‘friends’, but the first time she thinks I’m looking at another woman, she goes psycho. Apparently, now I can add delusional to her list of issues if she thinks she can walk up in my apartment when she gets ready and demand I spend time with her.
“Actually, I never cheated on you, but that’s neither here nor there. Like I said, you can do whatever you want, Rosae. I don’t care. Now, take your coat and leave peacefully. I don’t want to have to put you out, but you know I will.”
She runs over and flings herself into me, wrapping her arms around my waist. “Don’t do this, Omega. We work well together. I mean, look at us. With power and class; we were made for each other.”
At that moment, there’s a knock at the door and then it opens. “Oh, hey. It was open, so I—” Astalia pauses, stopping in her tracks to stare at me and Rosae. “—came on in.”
Rosae peeks around my shoulder to look at Astalia. She tries to grab ahold of me as I step away to go over to greet the woman who I actually want here. Astalia’s face shows her discomfort as she stares at the interloper, and she looks as if she’s about to back up out of the foyer and leave. Shit! I can’t allow that to happen.
“Come on in, Astalia. Rosae was just leaving,” I assure her.
“No, I’m not leaving. Get rid of her, Omega!” Rosae says with an attitude.
Astalia looks at Rosae and then back to me. By this time, I’m moving in Rosae’s direction. “You have always overstepped your boundaries. All you can see is what you want. But in case you have any confusion about who I want, that would be Astalia. I will not be getting rid of her, ever.” I grab Rosae’s arm and pull her to the door.
