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You did this.
You asked for space.
You told him not to contact you.
I didn’t expect him to listen! My mind argues as I walk across campus towards my eleven-thirty class. Usually Everett walks with me since our classes are in adjacent buildings, but now, as I scan the quad for him, I don’t see him anywhere.
Is he skipping?
My fingers itch to text him to ask him if he’s going to class when I spot him on the other side of the quad. He’s walking pretty much in line with me but at least fifty yards away. His hood is pulled up, but I can tell by his walk, by his stature, everything screams the man I’ve loved since I was nine years old. He’s by himself, and I resist the urge to cut across the grassy field between us so we can walk together, but I ignore the impulse and continue walking on my side. I cast another glance at him and I can tell he’s looking right at me. I can feel my heart in my throat before I turn my head forward and continue my trek. The wind whips around me and I pull my jacket tighter around me as I make my way up the steps of the gray brick finance building. I turn my head one final time and watch as he enters the building without a glance in my direction.
I turn my key in the lock to my townhouse, and I’m met with a bare-naked ass as soon as I step into the living room. “Oh, for the love of God!” I shriek just as I watch Skyler’s ex-professor plow into her. “Do I need to see this right now?” I put my hand over my eyes.
Do I care that I just walked in on my roommate and her boyfriend fucking? No, not really. Am I annoyed that I had to witness someone having sex when I’m currently going through ‘sex with Everett’ withdrawals?
Yep.
“Oh fuck!” Skyler shrieks as Aidan scrambles off of her.
“Don’t you have an apartment of your own to do this at? One without roommates?” I look at her much older boyfriend before shutting my eyes. Aidan now teaches at Brookfield School of Law on the other side of town, which could be at least a forty minute drive at this hour with traffic, which means he must not have class today.
“Shit, why aren’t you in class!” I hear her shriek. I open my eyes just as they both pull their clothes on.
“I’m skipping, and spare me the lecture, Professor.” I nod at Aidan. “By the way, nice ass.” I raise an eyebrow at him and watch as the pink floods his cheeks under his stubble. I trudge out of the room towards the kitchen to hear Skyler right behind me.
“I’m so sorry. I wasn’t expecting you home and… I have office hours at four. Aidan just surprised me…shit. Should I tell him to go?”
“No, Sky, it’s fine. I don’t care.” I wave at her. “It’s your house too, and your couch if we are getting technical.” Skyler comes from money, quite frankly a ton of money, which is why our townhouse is furnished with the swankiest shit and not a thing from Ikea. I swear the Mitchells have stock in West Elm.
“I know, but I…I don’t want you to be uncomfortable,” she whispers.
“About seeing your boyfriend’s ass? Sky, I’ll live.”
“Okay, I’ll leave like a sock or something on the door next time.” She giggles, and just like that she’s made me feel a fraction better. Skyler has a good heart and the cheeriest disposition all. the. time. It would be irritating as fuck if she wasn’t such a goddamn sweetheart. She’s been my rock the past week and has basically told Aidan to stay away to be at my beck and call. Hell, I didn’t blame her for trying to squeeze in a quickie. And I certainly didn’t blame Aidan for showing up and attempting to take his girlfriend back from her needy roommate. Aidan worships that girl like he doesn’t have any sense.
Sound familiar? My heart thumps.
“That’d be great.” I give her a thumbs up.
“What’s up with you ditching anyway?” She hops up on the counter and begins to swing her feet as I make myself a sandwich.
“I couldn’t focus and today’s class was optional,” I tell her.
She cocks her head to the side and gives me a look that makes me want to cry. I can’t handle Skyler’s pity. Even if she wouldn’t call it pity, I know she feels what I’m going through. “Did…did you see Everett?”
“Walking to Financial Analysis, yeah.” I lean over the counter and rest my head on my forearms.
“Did he see you?”
“I think so,” I say without looking up.
“Have you guys still not talked?”
“Nope.”
I sense movement in my peripheral vision and when I look up, Aidan is moving into the kitchen, the guilt over intruding written all over his face. “I’m sorry to interrupt. Baby, I have to go.”
“Wait, now?” Her eyes widen as she hops off the counter and scurries across the room into his arms so fast it’s like there’s a magnetic pull between them.
