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“That’s good?”
“Believe me, when you have parents like mine, it’s like having a pride parade on Christmas. Although, Santa’s a bear who spends all of his time with twinks, so I guess that’s already called a Christmas Parade?”
Titus smiled. “Then I’m happy for you. But I’m sorry it had to happen like this.”
“Thank you,” I said seeing his sincerity.
“Are you sure you’re gonna be up for Thursday’s game night?”
“I think so. You’re not going through a lot of trouble, are you?”
Titus thought. “I’m going through enough trouble that you shouldn’t cancel it for a date, but not enough that you have to feel bad about it if you did.”
I laughed. “You know me so well.”
“I’m glad you noticed,” he said with a smile.
Hanging up from Titus, I suddenly had the energy to get out of bed. I did have classes, after all. Inheritance or not, no one wants to date a dumb guy no matter how pretty he was.
Forcing myself to get dressed, I thought about Sey. I still hadn’t heard from him.
I refused to be the one to reach out to him first. I was in mourning. Didn’t he understand that? Titus did. Quin did. It wasn’t that hard of a concept to get.
Though, maybe the other reason I hadn’t reached out to him was that I was hoping the whole thing would go away. Don’t get me wrong, there were things about being engaged that I loved. I couldn’t wait to bring him to my grandmother’s will reading and rub my engagement in my family’s faces.
‘Mother, you said that I would never find love because I was gay. Well, gaze at his amazing cheekbones and tell me how wrong you were. Don’t be shy, your anti-Christ of a son wants to hear too.’
Yeah, that was definitely a moment that needed to happen. But did I want Sey at Titus’s game night? I’m not sure if I did. It felt like something that was only for family. Wasn’t Sey now my family? It didn’t feel like he was. Should I be feeling this way?
After a day in which I heard from Titus a lot, I decided to be the bigger man and reached out to Sey. This wasn’t a battle. At least it wasn’t supposed to be. So, I texted him telling him I was feeling better, and told him about the will reading. Why hadn’t I also mentioned game night? I guess it slipped my mind.
‘I’m glad you’re feeling better, beautiful! When’s the reading?’
‘Sunday.’
‘I might have a game on Saturday. Where is it?’
I sent him the address to the estate.
‘I’ll let you know.’
“I’ll let you know?” I said reading it aloud.
Nothing filled me with less confidence than relying on him to let me know about something. I mean, he was going to be there for me, right? He had to know this was important. How could he not know this was important?
“You getting ready for tomorrow night?” Titus asked when he Facetimed me again, this time as I left my final class for the evening.
“Should I be?”
“I would be considering how often I crush you when we play against each other. But, don’t worry, I know you’re going through something. I’ll be taking it easy on you.”
“Oh, is this how it’s gonna go. Because if you want me to bring it, I’ll bring it. You can count on that.”
“No, no. Everyone agreed to take it easy on you. We know you can’t take another blow with everything going on.”
I stared at my phone’s screen and Titus’s smirking face. Had he gone insane? He had to know that I could wipe the floor with them. I mean, as long as it wasn’t a word game because, you know, Quin. But other than that, I would mess up all of them.
With my mouth still hanging open, I heard Titus’s voice in duplicate. I looked up to see him standing in front of me. He was still smirking at me with his adorable stupid face.
