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When I leave, I have a box of donuts and two large cups of coffee in tow. I couldn’t remember if she took cream or sugar, so I grabbed a little bit of everything. The barista even hooked me up with some little plastic reusable coffee cups for being adorable. Or pathetic, my brain added.
I carry all of this into the apartment, and miraculously don’t spill any of it. I’m on my way to the bedroom when I hear a voice coming from her doorway.
Stopping dead in my tracks, I look up to find none other than khaki pants staring back at me. I notice right away that he has a cast on his right arm and wonder what kind of hero story he spun to impress Nina.
“Hey,” he greets, but I ignore him. “Having breakfast with someone?”
I try my hardest not to throw a bag of bear claws at him, I say, “Um, yeah. I am. Where is Nina?”
“Oh, she’s getting ready. We’re going out to breakfast,” he says with a smirk.
“Are you now,” I grit through my teeth. Turning, I make my way into the kitchen, setting the donuts and coffee on the counter. There is no way she is going with him. Not after the night we shared last night. She is probably in her room, trying to figure out how to make him go away. She has a kind heart; she is going to want to let him down easy.
“Hey, Travis,” Nina says as she emerges from her bedroom. She’s wearing a light pink sweater and has pulled her hair up into a high ponytail, probably hiding the spot in the back. Her sweater falls down a little, revealing her collarbone, and I find myself staring at the creamy flesh. It was the same spot I’d kissed repeatedly only hours before as she came hard and fast around my cock.
Realizing there are two sets of eyes on me, I clear my throat and offer her my best and brightest smile.
“Hey, Nina,” I say, because what else can I say.
“So, as it happens, Sam was in an accident while he was on his way to pick me up the other day. That’s why he didn’t show up,” she explains further, and my heart plummets.
Is she forgiving him?
“Oh, that’s a bummer, man.” I barely get the words out while the whole room spins around me. What is she saying? She just slept with me; I didn’t dream that. Granted, it wasn’t my greatest performance, but still, I didn’t think it was so bad that she had to bolt with the first guy she saw. My ego and pride are just a bit wounded. She can’t be doing this to me again, surely I wasn’t stupid enough to get in the same situation again?
“Can we get you anything?” Sam says.
I swivel my neck around. “What’s that now?”
He chuckles. “We’re going to breakfast, can we get you anything?” he says again with a smile on his face. This guy has no clue how close I am to shoving my fist down his throat, but what the hell kind of good would that do? Besides, doing something like punching a one-armed defenseless man would make me out to be a douche.
I look over to Nina again, hoping she’ll speak up. Admit that she’d rather stay here with me than go with him. But all she does is stare back at me with an apologetic expression on her face.
Clearing my throat, I try to look as casual as possible. I can’t act like seeing Nina acting so casual doesn’t bother me. It almost appears as if she doesn’t remember anything that happened last night when I’ve been living for those moments since I woke up.
When I realize they’re still waiting for my answer, I shake my head. “No, go, have fun. I think I might crash. I had a long night last night.” My eyes land on Nina’s. “I didn’t get much sleep.”
Nina frowns. “Okay, I’ll see you later then.”
I want to yell, are you kidding me right now, but I don’t. I’m careful to keep my face blank, even though my mind is racing a million miles a minute.
“Yep. You two have fun.” I don’t give her a chance to respond as I brush by them and make my way down the hall to my bedroom. Once inside, I close the door and lean heavily against it. I wonder if I should have punched him after all, douche or not. Or maybe I should have just kicked him out and locked Nina inside with me. Yeah, I probably should have done that. Well, it is too late now.
After I compose myself for a minute, I make my way back into the kitchen and snag a bear claw from the box that I left on the counter. My eyes land on the heart-shaped pastry, and I frown. “So much for being sweet,” I grumble as I make my way back into the living room. I’m going to eat that whole box of donuts. “She gets nothing!” I tell the empty room.
I drag my bean bag chair from my room and plop down on the living room floor. I take a bite of the bear claw, but it doesn’t taste as good to me now as they typically do. The sick feelings of jealousy and anger have soured my taste buds. Sighing in frustration, I toss it toward the kitchen counter, not caring if I make a mess.
I grab the remote and flip through Netflix, trying to find something to watch, but my mind refuses to give me a minute of peace. I’d put my subscription on the TV since Nina had nothing. I wanted to watch sports, but she didn’t have any channels. I decide to remedy that and distract myself for a little bit by setting up some cable. After that’s done, my mind returns to Nina.
What in the hell just happened?
With an annoyed huff, I heave myself off the bean bag and begin to pace the room. I need something to distract me. Every inch of this apartment reminds me of our night together. I think about going to the gym but decide my lovely little hangover is strongly opposed to that idea.
Finally, I fish my phone out of my pocket and call Grady. I pray he answers as it rings three times. Then, just as I am about to hang up, he answers.
“What are you doing, loser?” I say by way of greeting.
He grunts, and I hear him shift the phone. “Just hanging out, man, what are you doing?” he asks, and I hear a lot of talking in the background.
