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She eyes me. “Don’t you have work to do?”
I shake my head. “I’m done for the day. My flight’s tomorrow morning.”
Agatha takes off her jacket, and I try not to notice how her soft blouse hugs her curves. She runs a hand through her hair. “We could go out tonight and do something. Actually…” She blushes, and I wonder what she is thinking about.
“What?” I ask, curious now.
“Well,” she fidgets with her skirt, “I wanted to go visit this new amusement park that has just opened up here.”
“We can do that.” I find the idea oddly appealing. “I’ve not been to an amusement park in forever.”
“I usually take Jake and Ryan with me.”
“I’m aware,” I say, dryly. “You spend more time with my brothers than you do with me.”
I watch her move about the room, my eyes following her as she ties up her hair in two braids. It is an intimate scene and I don’t want to move. Even when she stayed at my place for three weeks, a few months back, I had never actually seen her do these simple things.
“Are you jealous?” Agatha laughs, and it hits me that I am.
I am jealous of wh
omever she spends time with. It isn’t because I am controlling, but because I know she isn’t mine.
I don’t get time to ponder that because my eyes fall on a bouquet on her table and I study it. “That looks familiar. I didn’t know you had a preference when it comes to flowers.”
Agatha stiffens when her eyes fall on the arrangement. “I don’t. Those were a gift. I told Jenna not to put them in my room. But she thought they would brighten up the place.”
“Who sent them?”
Agatha shrugs. “I don’t remember.”
I study her, not saying a word.
Later on, when I return to my room, I wonder why she lied to me.
4
Agatha
Coming to the amusement park is something I love to do. It relaxes me and lets me enjoy life without thinking of work and commitments.
After three hours of laughing, dragging Ian around, getting on rides, and winning prizes at stalls, I wonder why I never invited him to go with me before.
Biting into the cotton candy, I know why.
Because this feels like a date.
I am starting to get a vibe from Ian that the dynamic of our relationship is shifting, and my mind is telling me to push him bit by bit to get him on the same page as myself. But a part of me is worried about losing my friendship with him.
But my feelings are no longer just of friendship, and now I need more.
I am never going to be satisfied with the pace he is setting, and although I catch the glances and the flashes of jealousy, I refuse to settle for what he is offering.
My mood dims a little when I realize that if I push, he will back away immediately. But as he always does, he’ll come back, slowly, like a wary animal that is curious and yet ready to escape at any moment.
I snort, thinking about Ian as an animal.
I feel his eyes on me, questioning, and I shake my head. “It’s nothing.”
