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No, I was overreacting, surely. I needed to believe that I was but knew at the same time that I wasn’t. I wasn’t going to like this next part.

“He came over one day and used the bathroom. I don’t think Amber invited him over and she wanted him to leave, so he did.”

At least it wasn’t as bad as I had made it out to be in my head. It wasn’t nearly as bad at all, instead, it was not so much of a betrayal. Maybe that guy was trying to push it. She said that they weren’t dating, but he acted like they were. I couldn’t be mad at the guy. Hell, I was trying to do the same thing, push my way in and never leave from her life. It was different when it was someone else doing it.

I was going to get to the bottom of it, but first, I wanted to get back to Amber and finish what we started. It was all I could think about, and I was sure that it would be as good as I imagined it to be.

23

Amber

The next morning, I was still alone in the house. The only thing that was waiting for me was a message from Tommy. He wanted to talk, which I had promised him that I would do. I knew that it was going to be unpleasant, which made me not want to do it at all. The problem was that I didn’t have a choice. It had to be done and I wished Tommy had never come to the house. It was going to be complicated when we broke up, especially if I did it wrong and he thought that he could tip my decision with action. He probably would have been stalking me before, but I was in the hospital. He did come, but I hoped that he wouldn’t be so adamant this time around.

I left him a message that we could meet for coffee. It wasn’t what he wanted. He agreed but did suggest that we make it lunch at his place. I knew what that meant, what basically everything to Tommy meant. He wanted to have sex, but that would just make it all worse. I thought of one good, last lay, but that never worked out the way I wanted. He would just be more into me, and then it would be hard for the break-up to be taken seriously. Besides, I didn’t want to be with Tommy again, not when Frank was back on the menu.

Driving over to the coffee shop, I tried to play out what was going to happen, running the scenarios in my head. He wouldn’t throw a fit in front of everyone. That made me at least think that I had a chance of getting out of it pretty much unscathed. He was going to make me feel bad though, I just knew it.

When I got there, Tommy looked nervous, and I was worried that he had a clue of what was going to happen. This was out of the ordinary, as was talking in general. We weren’t that sort of couple, no real communication was required, usually. This time though, we had to go outside of the box to end it. I needed him to know that it was really over, and I wouldn’t come running back to him in a couple of months when I was horny.

“You look good, fresh.”

I hadn’t dressed up, wearing baggier clothes because I didn’t want him to think that we were going to get it on. I didn’t do any makeup and my hair was just thrown up in a bun. To Tommy though, he said it just reminded him of what I looked like when I woke up next to him in bed.

That wasn’t going to help anything, thinking about the two of us in bed. He was already giving me the eye. I knew the look well and I always liked that look on him, but not now, not here. I couldn’t even fathom being with him after being with Frank. We hadn’t even been together yet, and I knew that what Frank and I had, was somehow more. It also felt full of possibilities that I didn’t have with Tommy.

“You look good as well.”

We ordered coffee and found a seat. The place was pretty busy, so it was going to be a little while before it was ready. That gave us time to start in on the conversation that I truly didn’t want to have. Tommy looked nervous, something I didn’t associate with him, and again I had to wonder what was going through his mind. Did he know? Have an inkling?

“You obviously have something to say, Amber, so you should just go ahead and say it. Don’t work yourself up like you always do. We are in public after all.”

I agreed, though it was easier said than done. I didn’t care for confrontations, especially ones that I couldn’t see a good way out of. There was nothing that I could say, that would make Tommy feel better about me not wanting to see him anymore. No one wanted to hear that.

“I don’t think we should see each other anymore. The same reasons that we broke up before are there and instead of letting this play out, I think that we should call it before we don’t like each other anymore. We can still be…”

“Don’t you dare tell me that we can still be friends, Amber. How cliché is that?”

He was angry, instantly, and I was glad that we had done it here. He was getting red-faced, and I knew that he would want to scream at me for a little while if he had a chance. The last time we broke up, it had not gone well at all.

“I don’t want you to be mad, Tommy. That’s why we need to end this now.”

“It’s him, isn’t it?”

“Him? Who are you talking about? There isn’t anyone else.”

Tommy looked at me, saying I was a liar without having to actually say the words. I didn’t know what I thought, but this was going downhill fast. I didn’t want him to focus on Frank. That wouldn’t end well. Frank was a doctor. He had enough to worry about beyond my jealous ex that thought he knew something that he didn’t.

“I know that you are with him, only using you being the nanny as a pretense. Is he married too?”

I wrinkled my nose up and told him he had no idea what he was talking about. “He isn’t married, Tommy.”

“Then why hide what you are doing? I saw you, Amber. Don’t lie to me. I know what you’ve done.”

And just like that, the conversation crashed and burned. I didn’t think there was a way back from that.

24

Frank

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