Page 45 of More Than Water


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I explain, “The guy in the hall is just a friend of mine. He was kissing me because he’s an idiot. And so am I.”

He gives me a what-the-fuck-are-you-talking-about look.

“That’s Wolfgang. You remember him? He was supposed to help me out for my photography project, but he sliced his hand. We’ve been friends for almost four years. He’s not my boyfriend, and we aren’t seeing each other. He doesn’t even play for the hetero team. He’s gay.”

Foster lifts his brows.

“I told him about us—you know, the other night—and he thought he was being helpful.”

“You are making absolutely no sense.”

I sigh heavily. “Listen, this is really weird for me.” I point a finger back and forth between the two of us a few times. “So, I’m just going to come out and say it. Thanks for the good boning, but I’m not interested in anything else. That likely makes me sound like a bitch, but it’s the truth. I wasn’t cheating, and I’m not dating anyone.”

He laughs. “You’re nervous.”

“Hell yeah, I am. Aren’t you?”

“No. Well, I was until I saw you kissing that guy, and then I just got pissed. I’m not into playing someone’s revenge fuck, but I’m good now.”

“A revenge fuck? No, it definitely wasn’t anything like that.” I tongue the inside of my cheek. “Just a bit of fun between the sheets.”

He tightens his lips, amused. “That’s good to hear. Glad I could entertain you in a way that you like.”

“Well, it wasn’t that much fun,” I backpedal, trying not to inflate his ego.

“No, no, you can’t take it back. It was the best night of your life, and you know it.”

My hands fly up in play surrender. “I admit it. The truth has set me free.”

“Well, as long as you acknowledge it.” He lowers his voice and adds, “And even if you didn’t, the fact that you practically made me deaf by screaming the hell out of my name is proof enough for me.”

My jaw hits the floor as Foster stifles a grin.

“You did not just say that.”

“There’s proof in the action. Cause and effect.”

I shake my head and return my attention to the task at hand. Stacking the books together, I check in the top manual as Foster scoots toward his monitor, resuming work.

It would appear that Wolfgang was right. If I don’t make a big deal out of it, then neither will Foster. However, he was obviously unhappy when he thought that I was being unfaithful to someone else, which I understand, but then he was able to quickly resign that my dating someone didn’t matter.Curious.

“Hey, Foster?”

“Yes, EJ?”

I edge closer to him. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure.”

“Before, you said something about, it doesn’t matter if I’m dating someone. What did you mean?”

He closes his lids. “This is why I was nervous to see you.”

“I don’t follow.”

“I like you, Evelyn. I do. But I can’t…we can’t…”

“Date?”

“It’s nothing against you. It’s me. I just…can’t. I’m sorry.”

I laugh. “Stop, Fozzie. You’re going to hurt yourself. I had a lot of fun, and I like you, too. I’m not looking to date you either, so don’t worry.”

He adjusts his dark frames. “Still friends then?”

“Yes, friends.”

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