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“I can walk Caleb.”
He fiddles with my keys, unlocking my door, and then uses his foot to push it open. He doesn’t stop to take off his shoes, so he is tracking all the mud, dirt and water along my floors.
“Put me down Caleb, I am fine.”
He sets me down on the rim of the bathtub, as he searches for the first aid kit under the sink.
“Caleb really, it’s not that big of a deal.”
“Will you just shut up and let me take care of you. You’re fucking drunk, you keep getting hurt, and you look like a hot mess.”
I jerk my head back as he yells at me. “But I am still hot?” I giggle as he shakes his head and rolls his eyes.
“You have beautiful brown eyes.”
I mumble when his face is directly in front of me. He cleans my knee with peroxide and places a Band-Aid over the scrape. I rub my fingers through his brown hair; It’s been recently cut but there is still enough to play with. He lifts up and tosses the trash in the garbage. I begin to remove my dress, but since I can’t unzip it myself, I pull it up my body, wiggling it over my hips, and above my head. Caleb comes back into the bathroom at the exact moment as I dropped the dress to the floor.
“Fuck.”
He quickly turns around, placing his hands on the door trim. His knuckles whiten from his hold on them.
“I need to shower.”
I shimmy out of my panties and unhook my bra, setting them on top of my dress. I hop into the shower and close the door. The shower instantly fogs up concealing my body.
“There are some dry t-shirts in the closet if you want one.”
I point out to him as he slowly turns around. He heads into the closet and returns with a black t-shirt in his hand. He takes a seat on the bench along the bathroom wall.
“So, why haven't you had sex? You are a beautiful woman. Surely men throw themselves at you.”
His tone suggests he would rather not know the answer, it's the hint of jealousy that makes my body tingle, but he is asking anyways. It's almost as if whatever answer I give him would hurt him.
I bite my lip, unsure if I should answer that question. I shake my head and remind myself I am not Julia from LA anymore.
“I was married”, I blurt out. My hands cover my face, it’s not like he can see me but it’s embarrassing to say out loud.Oh poor Julia, couldn’t keep a man no matter how hard she tried.
“Were?” He questions, obviously seeking more to the story. I sigh as I lather myself up.
“Yeah, I got divorced before I moved here.”
I rinse off my body and my balance feels off. I sit down on the cold stones as my vision becomes blurry.
“Julia, are you okay?”
Caleb’s shadow is against the glass.
“I feel dizzy.”
“I’m going to close my eyes and open the door, put your arms around my neck.”
I do as he instructs. I wrap my arms around his neck, my face directly against his skin. I can’t help but inhale his scent and man does he smell fucking delicious. I have to bite my tongue so that it doesn’t slip out of my mouth and glaze over him.
He places a towel around my body before he lifts me up and out the shower. His strides don’t stop until he lays me down on the bed and pulls the covers over me. He walks out of the room only to come back seconds later with a glass of water and a slice of left over pizza that was in the fridge from Friday. He sits on the edge of my bed as he holds the pizza up to my mouth.
“Here eat this, it will soak up the alcohol and drink the water.” I open my mouth and take a bite. As I chew a question comes to mind.
“Why would you rather fuck around then be in a relationship?”
