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“Stella! My phone’s dead. I need you to drive me back to my car,” Jeff shouted. “Hurry, will you?”
Damian stepped backward.
I stood still, shaken up by the whole situation. “Sorry, I have to go,” I muttered, walking past him to leave the room.
“Stella.”
“Yes?”
“He’s not the hero in your romantic comedy,” Damian stated. I looked over to those blue eyes of his as he continued. “He’s the dick boyfriend in the opening credits.”
After Jeffand I made it back to our place, he was still slightly hungover, so I cooked him breakfast. It took a while for his apologies to come, but he did say he was sorry for the way he treated me. Then he threw me for a loop.
“What do you mean you want to meet him?” I asked, confused by Jeff’s words. “You just met him.”
“No, I mean really meet him. A sit-down conversation.”
“Why?”
“Why not? You don’t think it’s a good idea for your boyfriend to meet your husband?” he said as he sat in the living room, flipping through his collection of vinyl records. “Unless there’s a reason you’re being weird about it.”
I felt as if he sucker-punched me with his words as I moved across the room and sat on the floor beside him and the records. “What? No. Of course there isn’t a reason. Why would you think that?”
“I wasn’t invited to the wedding,” he said.
I laughed. “You were invited. You said you didn’t want to come.”
“Of course, I didn’t want to come and watch another man marry my woman. But I do think it’s important to meet the person you’re living with. I mean, what if he’s a creep? Or a serial killer?”
“He’s not a serial killer.”
“You don’t know that. I searched him out after we got back today, and he has a clean record, but it seems you forgot to tell me one thing about him.”
I raised an eyebrow. “And that is?”
“That he looks like a Calvin Klein model.”
I narrowed my eyes. “What? Wait a minute… are you…?” I began giggling as I stared at the serious expression on Jeff’s face. “Are you jealous?”
He tossed his hands up in defeat. “I’m glad you find this funny! It’s not every day your girlfriend marries a good-looking-ass guy.”
“Just a quick reminder that none of this was my idea, Jeff. It was yours. I didn’t want to go through with it.”
“I know, all right? I know. I just didn’t know you were shacking up with a Greek god.”
I moved in closer and wrapped my arms around him. “I didn’t even notice his looks, honestly.”
That was a lie. I did notice his looks. It was impossible not to do so.
Jeff appeared relieved by my response. “You should keep your distance.”
I smiled. “I don’t see the jealous side of you often. It’s kind of a turn-on.”
He placed his records down and pulled me onto his lap. “Yeah? That does it for you?”
“My boyfriend being jealous of my fake husband? Oh, yeah. That’s the key to my turn-ons.”
He glanced down the hallway. “Are you free for a bit?”
