right here, right now, against this door. Geesh! I sound desperate. I guess after all the heavy petting, touching, and groping that’s been going on for almost a month, you can start to feel like that. Especially when you’re still a virgin.
I chastise myself for thinking about this right now, which brings me back to earth. “I thought you were the surprise...” I say still breathless from our desperate encounter.
He flashes his pearly white teeth at me. “No…I came back so that we could spend all of today and tomorrow together before classes start back up—if you’re up for it…”
My mind races at the image of spending two whole days with him. The possibilities .
Just like that, what Melanie said yesterday at the Campus Center is forgotten…for now. Even though I know that I have to address it at some point.
I just don’t know how to without looking like a jealous and needy girlfriend. Let’s be honest, I’m not his girlfriend, so who am I to question things that he doesn’t want to tell me. At least that’s what I assume he’ll think when I question him about it.
I still have hope that one day he’ll open up to me and maybe that will be the day he actually wants to talk about being in a relationship with me. Right now, he avoids any topic regarding being with someone or having any sort of commitment. One step at a time, I suppose.
I stop myself from thinking any further on the topic and decide I’m just going to enjoy what I have with him now. At least it’s something. Even if it’s just pieces of him. After all, it’s not very often he makes his feelings known. He’s always distant so I might as well savor this while it lasts.
“Of course, I am. I’ll do whatever you want to do.” I respond looking directly into his deep blue eyes to assure him that I want to spend this time with him.
He smiles mischievously, making me despise Melanie even more for wanting to ruin the way I see him.
I still really want to know if any of what she said is true, but for now, I have to make myself forget about it.
***
It’s not long before I’m ready to spend a whole two days with Jason. After showering and getting presentable I am ready to go.
I turn to look at Jason at my desk messing around with my music.
“I’m ready,” I say standing by the door gawking at how perfect he looks in my room.
It’s like he belongs here but Melanie’s irritating voice keeps taunting me to ask him about his whereabouts. Do I dare? No, I can’t. I don’t want to ruin this.
Amy Stroup starts singing ‘Hold Onto Hope Love’ before he looks up at me and smiles wide.
“You look great, babe,” he says getting up from the desk.
His sweet words hit me like a ton of bricks because I imagine him saying those exact words to someone else— Melanie.
I close my eyes to try and will myself to not bring it up. I don’t make a move when he comes to a stop in front of me.
“Did you sleep with Melanie?” I blurt out. Shit! Was that out loud?
Opening my eyes slowly I see that he’s a step farther from me and his face looks angry enough to punch a hole in the wall.
I start to breathe heavily at the thought of him pushing me away even further because I’m bringing this up and I have no right to.
His eyes avoid mine. I see that his whole body looks stiff and his hands begin to clench into fists.
“What
I chastise myself for thinking about this right now, which brings me back to earth. “I thought you were the surprise...” I say still breathless from our desperate encounter.
He flashes his pearly white teeth at me. “No…I came back so that we could spend all of today and tomorrow together before classes start back up—if you’re up for it…”
My mind races at the image of spending two whole days with him. The possibilities .
Just like that, what Melanie said yesterday at the Campus Center is forgotten…for now. Even though I know that I have to address it at some point.
I just don’t know how to without looking like a jealous and needy girlfriend. Let’s be honest, I’m not his girlfriend, so who am I to question things that he doesn’t want to tell me. At least that’s what I assume he’ll think when I question him about it.
I still have hope that one day he’ll open up to me and maybe that will be the day he actually wants to talk about being in a relationship with me. Right now, he avoids any topic regarding being with someone or having any sort of commitment. One step at a time, I suppose.
I stop myself from thinking any further on the topic and decide I’m just going to enjoy what I have with him now. At least it’s something. Even if it’s just pieces of him. After all, it’s not very often he makes his feelings known. He’s always distant so I might as well savor this while it lasts.
“Of course, I am. I’ll do whatever you want to do.” I respond looking directly into his deep blue eyes to assure him that I want to spend this time with him.
He smiles mischievously, making me despise Melanie even more for wanting to ruin the way I see him.
I still really want to know if any of what she said is true, but for now, I have to make myself forget about it.
***
It’s not long before I’m ready to spend a whole two days with Jason. After showering and getting presentable I am ready to go.
I turn to look at Jason at my desk messing around with my music.
“I’m ready,” I say standing by the door gawking at how perfect he looks in my room.
It’s like he belongs here but Melanie’s irritating voice keeps taunting me to ask him about his whereabouts. Do I dare? No, I can’t. I don’t want to ruin this.
Amy Stroup starts singing ‘Hold Onto Hope Love’ before he looks up at me and smiles wide.
“You look great, babe,” he says getting up from the desk.
His sweet words hit me like a ton of bricks because I imagine him saying those exact words to someone else— Melanie.
I close my eyes to try and will myself to not bring it up. I don’t make a move when he comes to a stop in front of me.
“Did you sleep with Melanie?” I blurt out. Shit! Was that out loud?
Opening my eyes slowly I see that he’s a step farther from me and his face looks angry enough to punch a hole in the wall.
I start to breathe heavily at the thought of him pushing me away even further because I’m bringing this up and I have no right to.
His eyes avoid mine. I see that his whole body looks stiff and his hands begin to clench into fists.
“What
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