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“You're such a flirt and you really know how to talk dirty to me,” she deadpans, trying not to smile. “I'm so wet already.” The roll of her eyes is almost too much.
I laugh. “You're too much for me, Eva.”
She closes her laptop, placing it and her textbook on the floor. “I know. I'm done. You may seduce me now.”
My chest shakes with my laughter as I tug her onto my lap, letting my hands run over her body like treasure in need of worship. Then, I continue to seduce her right there on the couch.
My brows pull together and I frown as I hear my phone ringing. Eva is sleeping on her side of the bed, her back facing me. I grab my phone quickly. The number on the screen wakes me up instantly.
“Hello?” I whisper. I throw the covers off of me and quietly slip out of the room.
“Hey,” Kelly says.
“Is everything okay? It's,” I look at the clock on the microwave, “two in the morning.” I continue into the living room, sitting on the couch. Why is she calling me? I squeeze my eyes closed because part of me is happy to hear her voice.
“I know, I'm sorry for calling so late. Everything's fine.” She pauses. “How are you, Emerson?”
“I'm good. How are you? You never called me back. I didn't think you would. I'm stunned you have since you've ignored me.”
“I'm doing well. I admit I wasn't going to call back; I never meant to call in the first place, but I miss you. I wanted to hear what's been going on in your life.”
I lean forward, resting my elbows on my knees. I bow my head and run my free hand through my hair. How confusing can she be? Am I supposed to be happy to hear she doesn't want to talk to me at all still? “Even after all this time, I still don't understand you,” I sigh. “Tell me about you first. Mom said she's seen you in town with some guy.”
“He's just a friend of mine. I'm not currently seeing anyone. My life is pretty boring. School, school, and more school. That's all there is to tell. What about you? Are you seeing someone?”
Guilt cloaks me. I'm not sure if it's because of my feelings for her, or my feelings for Eva. “I am,” I whisper.
“Oh.” One word holds the world of surprise.
“You told me to see other people,” I remind her, feeling defensive. Anger pulses in my blood. This whole thing with her is fucked up and I'm on a seesaw of emotions. Guilt. Happiness. Anger. Relief. More guilt. I'm tired of the rollercoaster.
“I know. I don't regret it either. I guess I wasn't expecting it.” She pauses. “What else is going on?”
I clutch my hair tighter. “I work, I go to school, and I hang out with my friends.”
“And your girlfriend.” Is she jealous? “Where do you work?”
“At a grocery store. I'm the bag boy. It's not too bad. I like it actually.”
“That's good. What about your classes? Are you still majoring in engineering?”
So, I begin to tell her about my life here. Everything but Eva. Kelly doesn't ask and I'm not going to volunteer the information. We talk for an hour, catching up on what's different in our lives since we last saw one another. Kelly doesn't talk about much except for school and her family. Conversation starts dwindling.
“It's been nice to talk to you again,” she says.
“Yeah, I feel the same. If there's a next time, maybe call at a more decent time?”
She laughs. “Maybe.” Kelly is quiet and then she softly says, “I didn't realize how much I missed you, Emerson.”
Missed her friend? Missed her boyfriend? Both?
“I've missed you too.” As my friend? As my girlfriend? Why am I questioning the distinction when I never have before?
“I should let you go. Sleep well. Bye.”
“Bye, Kelly.”
I hang up, pressing my face into my hands because I have no clue what I'm feeling.
