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When breathing becomes a necessity, we break apart. Breathlessly, I say, “There’s plenty I want to do to you.”
That seems to sober him up. His expression changes in a blink of an eye.
Gone is the man I met on the Cape, and in his place is the professor that ignores me and leaves me more confused than I was.
Sitting up, he quickly looks around before gripping my ass and bringing us to a standing position. He lets me slowly slide down his body until my feet softly hit the concrete porch.
His voice is barely above a whisper. “I’m sorry, but I need to go. This was only supposed to be a quick stop for me to check on you and make sure you were alright.”
“Ah. Okay.”
I see what is happening. It’s the same cycle that it has been since coming back to school. He is putting up the walls again and turning cold.
“Don’t do that.” He wraps his arms tighter around my waist and pulls my body closer to his.
I lean back to look him in the eye and ask, “Don’t do what?”
I want him to say what’s on his mind. We need to be able to communicate better.
“Don’t read too much into my abrupt leaving.”
“Why? It’s not like this is abnormal for you.”
He runs his hand through his hair and sighs. “I have plans this evening, and I need to leave, so I’m not late. You need rest so your ankle can heal.”
There he goes, making plans with other people, but still can’t make plans with me. At least he talked to me, even if it wasn’t to discuss our relationship or whatever problem my ankle has caused.
I let out an annoyed sigh.
How can I explain my feelings without sounding desperate or needy?
Things were so easy on the Cape. So why are they so hard here?
He looks down at me and says, “I have to attend a faculty dinner with the Dean. He wants to make some changes to next year's curriculum and apparently someone from every department is required to attend.”
He chuckles. “I am the one that drew the short stick, so now I am stuck attending the meeting.”
Holy shit, this is the first time he has actually explained his whereabouts and what is going on.
My mood immediately perks up at the change the evening just took. “Well, have a good dinner. I am going to take a bath and then get some sleep.”
I might need to have a talk with Mara to help sort out all of my complicated feelings.
With a final quick kiss, Damien turns around and leaves me standing on my porch with a big, goofy grin stretched across my face.
A thought pops into my head of Mara’s mystery date.
Shit.
Damn it.
I can’t believe I forgot to ask her all about it. I was so caught up with my own problems and drama that I was a shitty friend.
Hobbling as fast as I can inside, I knock on Mara’s door. She immediately opens it, surprised to see me out of breath.
I don’t give her a chance to speak. “I’m so sorry. I forgot to ask you about your date. I was so consumed in my own drama that I forgot you had a big night, too.”
Mara stares at me for a moment. She furrows her eyes as her gaze looks over every inch of my face. “Why are you in such a good mood? Did you take something?”
