She wanted nothing to do with me.”
Michelle snickered. “Well, were you rude to her or something?”
“Hey!” he elbowed her. “Am I ever rude?”
He wasn’t. He was fun and outgoing and friends with everyone. She didn’t know anyone who didn’t like Simon. Well, until now.
“I invited her to the party tonight.” He stilled the ball and tucked it under his arm.
She raised an eyebrow. “What about Emma?”
He was quiet for a moment before responding. “I was just being nice.”
Michelle thought this was strange. Was something going wrong between them?
“Is Maggie coming then?” she asked. “I thought she already had plans.”
He shook his head no. “She told me I should go to the party and hit on you instead.”
She could totally picture Maggie saying it, and she laughed. “I love that girl.”
Simon rolled his eyes.
She suddenly lunged and stole the ball, dribbling it away from him.
“Hey!” He chased her the rest of the way to the dorm.
The party was alive with disco lights, karaoke, and plenty of pop and snacks to go around. It was tame compared to the parties she’d been to in high school, but everyone was having a great time, and she was beginning to like tame.
The guys’ hallways were open and some of the rooms had been decorated like mini haunted houses. Simon led Michelle to their room, which had some streamers hanging in the doorway and fake cobwebs hanging throughout.
“ Oooh .” She faked a shiver. “I’m sooo scared.”
Sudden movement across the room caught her eye, and she jumped.
Simon laughed at her. “See. Scary.”
Sean turned from where he was seated at his desk. “Oh, sorry. I didn’t know you guys were coming down here.”
“Sean.” His name was her plea.
He avoided eye contact with her.
“Will you please talk to me?”
“I can’t right now.” He stood, grabbed his keys, and started walking toward the door.
Simon shifted to the side and blocked the doorway.
“Get out of my way, Simon,” Sean demanded.
Simon stood his ground. “She’s right. You two have got to talk. I can’t stand this brooding thing you’ve got going on. I want my roommate back.”
Sean hung his head and exhaled loudly. “Fine.”
When Sean locked eyes with her, she was overcome with relief. A little smile crossed her face. Finally, she had his attention.
“We can’t talk here,” he stated.
“OK,” she eagerly replied. “Anywhere you wanna go. Lead the way.” She followed him along the hallway and past the party people in the lounge. He held the exterior door for her, and their arms brushed as she walked past him. The cool night air hit her, but she felt only warmth from his nearness.
He led her to the same bench where they had made plans for their date. She was anxious. They were going to talk. She would finally have the answers she had longed for and, hopefully, get rid of the uncertainty she’d been feeling since their night together.
“I don’t really know what you want me to say.” His tone was colder than ice.
“I want to know what happened.”
“What do you mean?” His attention was fixed on the sidewalk in front of them.
“After our date. What changed? I mean, I thought things went so well. I had a great time with you, and I thought you did, too. But something happened, and I think I deserve to know why you’re giving me the silent treatment.”
He shook his head, clearly struggling to speak.
“Just tell me, Sean,” she begged.
“I don’t think we should have done what we did in my car.”
Her heart sank. “But I thought you wanted to.”
“Well, I didn’t.” He was short with her.
“You should have said something.”
“Well, there wasn’t a lot of talking going on before you threw yourself at me.”
Her mouth dropped open. “Well, I didn’t see you fighting me off.”
He shot her a look.
“What? It’s true. And you asked me out, remember?”
His expression changed, and she suddenly saw the sadness in his
Michelle snickered. “Well, were you rude to her or something?”
“Hey!” he elbowed her. “Am I ever rude?”
He wasn’t. He was fun and outgoing and friends with everyone. She didn’t know anyone who didn’t like Simon. Well, until now.
“I invited her to the party tonight.” He stilled the ball and tucked it under his arm.
She raised an eyebrow. “What about Emma?”
He was quiet for a moment before responding. “I was just being nice.”
Michelle thought this was strange. Was something going wrong between them?
“Is Maggie coming then?” she asked. “I thought she already had plans.”
He shook his head no. “She told me I should go to the party and hit on you instead.”
She could totally picture Maggie saying it, and she laughed. “I love that girl.”
Simon rolled his eyes.
She suddenly lunged and stole the ball, dribbling it away from him.
“Hey!” He chased her the rest of the way to the dorm.
The party was alive with disco lights, karaoke, and plenty of pop and snacks to go around. It was tame compared to the parties she’d been to in high school, but everyone was having a great time, and she was beginning to like tame.
The guys’ hallways were open and some of the rooms had been decorated like mini haunted houses. Simon led Michelle to their room, which had some streamers hanging in the doorway and fake cobwebs hanging throughout.
“ Oooh .” She faked a shiver. “I’m sooo scared.”
Sudden movement across the room caught her eye, and she jumped.
Simon laughed at her. “See. Scary.”
Sean turned from where he was seated at his desk. “Oh, sorry. I didn’t know you guys were coming down here.”
“Sean.” His name was her plea.
He avoided eye contact with her.
“Will you please talk to me?”
“I can’t right now.” He stood, grabbed his keys, and started walking toward the door.
Simon shifted to the side and blocked the doorway.
“Get out of my way, Simon,” Sean demanded.
Simon stood his ground. “She’s right. You two have got to talk. I can’t stand this brooding thing you’ve got going on. I want my roommate back.”
Sean hung his head and exhaled loudly. “Fine.”
When Sean locked eyes with her, she was overcome with relief. A little smile crossed her face. Finally, she had his attention.
“We can’t talk here,” he stated.
“OK,” she eagerly replied. “Anywhere you wanna go. Lead the way.” She followed him along the hallway and past the party people in the lounge. He held the exterior door for her, and their arms brushed as she walked past him. The cool night air hit her, but she felt only warmth from his nearness.
He led her to the same bench where they had made plans for their date. She was anxious. They were going to talk. She would finally have the answers she had longed for and, hopefully, get rid of the uncertainty she’d been feeling since their night together.
“I don’t really know what you want me to say.” His tone was colder than ice.
“I want to know what happened.”
“What do you mean?” His attention was fixed on the sidewalk in front of them.
“After our date. What changed? I mean, I thought things went so well. I had a great time with you, and I thought you did, too. But something happened, and I think I deserve to know why you’re giving me the silent treatment.”
He shook his head, clearly struggling to speak.
“Just tell me, Sean,” she begged.
“I don’t think we should have done what we did in my car.”
Her heart sank. “But I thought you wanted to.”
“Well, I didn’t.” He was short with her.
“You should have said something.”
“Well, there wasn’t a lot of talking going on before you threw yourself at me.”
Her mouth dropped open. “Well, I didn’t see you fighting me off.”
He shot her a look.
“What? It’s true. And you asked me out, remember?”
His expression changed, and she suddenly saw the sadness in his
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