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“I have the excuse of having roommates who move things around.”
“Definitely an excuse,” he chuckled. “Do you remember trying to make pasta on that little stove in your dorm room?”
She smiled softly. It had felt like such a disaster at the time, but over the years it had become a fond memory
“You burnt it,” he said solemnly.,
“You were the one timing it,” she answered back quickly, falling back into their old pattern of teasing and trying to hide her smile and, as usual, failing.
“You were the one being distracting,” he said with a mock seriousness. “You were wearing those tiny shorts you used to wear. I couldn’t look away.”
Mena paused, her grin fading at the memory of the heat between them. The way she used to burn for him, how she wanted his hands on her all the time. Time had not dulled that need.
The doorbell rang.
Neither of them moved. There was a tension in the air that she wasn’t prepared for and she knew she should break. She tried to think of a joke, or something to lighten the mood, but all she could think about was their past together; of what she knew he looked like under that expensive shirt and pants, of what hefeltlike and the sounds he used to make for her.
The doorbell rang again.
Theo glowered. “I should get that.”
But he didn’t make a move to leave until Mena gave a little nod of agreement.
Finding herself alone, Mena sighed. She’d put all thoughts of Theo out of her mind when he dumped her, and she wasn’t so desperate that she was going to lust after her ex. No matter how good looking he was, or how vividly she remembered the feeling of fullness when his dick was inside her.
Theo came back carrying a thick cloth bag that he put down on the small table near the window.
“I’ll get us cutlery,” Mena said, going over to the table, her cheeks bright red. “What do we need?”
“Nothing,” he said, opening up the bag. “The restaurant supplies everything.”
“Oh,” she said, her hands clutching the back of the chair in front of her. “I didn’t know places did that.”
“I order from them a lot.”
“It smells amazing,” she said, watching as he laid out the food.
“Are you going to sit down?” he asked, putting the now empty bag on the floor and sitting down himself. Mena hesitated, although there was no reason to.
“Yeah,” she said, biting her lip, not even sure what had made her pause. “Of course.”
She sat, and he raised his glass of apple juice, waiting for her to raise her glass too.
“To second chances.”
Mena lowered her gaze, not entirely sure what Theo meant and refusing to read too much into it. Nonetheless, she murmured the toast and the two of them started eating.
Even though she knew she should turn the conversation to the Acheroraptor fossil, she didn’t. She let Theo start reminiscing about their time together in college, the little trips the two of them used to take, the terrible club that used to play the cheesiest music, things that Mena hadn’t thought about in years. She found herself joining in, adding little details of her own as she remembered more.
After they finished eating they moved to a plush sofa in front of a glass fireplace. Theo lit the gas fire with a switch, and then sat down next to her. The flames flickered and she felt their warmth.
“It did get chilly in here,” Mena said in surprise. She thought he’d been joking earlier about this being a difficult place to heat. “I can’t remember the last time I had a fire.”
“It reminds me of our trips to the cabin.”
Mena turned her head sharply. The fire had reminded her of that cabin too, of the little home they used to make in the woods whenever they could both take the weekend away from campus.
Of course, she hadn’t thought about that cabin in years, but Theo, he was being reminded of it every day. Did he really still think of their time together that often?
