“Babe, let’s not talk about this anymore. You’re getting upset over nothing.”
“Nothing? You think I’m not going to worry? It was easy to move past this when she was across the country, but now she’s back and still in love with you? How do you think that makes me feel? You slept with her, Bryce, you won’t even sleep with me!”
I realize I’m yelling a little too late when Quinn storms in. She narrows her eyes then looks at my screen.
“Bryce Randolph, did you just fuck up?” She glares and he shakes his head, resigned.
“Not on my life. I’d never do anything to jeopardize Devon and my relationship. Can we have some privacy again?”
She looks between me and the iPad and leaves, but raises her wrist telling me there will be wine waiting when I hang up.
“Dev, you have to trust me here. I’m trying to be honest. I planned on telling you in two weeks. There. Is. Nothing. To. Worry. About!”
“Easy for you to say. Your ex is now back on campus and loves you.”
“Don’t get me started. You have plenty of ex’s on your campus.”
“Oh my God! You have nothing to worry about with me!!!”
“I’d like to believe that considering one guy jacked off to your back, another couldn’t even find your pussy, and your only sexual experience is non-memorable!”
I want to
be mad, so mad, but instead I burst into laughter. He’s so right! He smiles and laughs along with me.
“You heard everything, huh?”
“Yeah, I tried to stop myself, but couldn’t.” He blushes a little.
“Can I just tell you hearing the word pussy from your lips is sexy?”
His face changes and he gives me a lopsided grin. “You like dirty talk huh?”
“Maybe a little. I like most things with you. But like I said, I’m a romance queen and some things turn me on.”
“Give me an example.”
“How did we go from your ex-girlfriend to my sexual fantasies?”
“We’re talking about fantasies now? I was looking for examples.”
“Ugh! You are frustrating!”
“Not with you baby girl, I just want to know what you want.”
“You’re gonna have to wait. Now, instead of going to bed, I’m going to have a glass of wine with Quinn and explain why I am freaking out over your ex in town.”
“No, baby, you enjoy your wine and tell her how excited I am for both of your accomplishments. Don’t ever doubt my affection for you. You are it. I’m crazy about you and in less than two weeks, I plan to show you.”
“Promises, promises.” I wink at him and he grins.
“Goodnight, babe, talk tomorrow.”
I blow a kiss to the screen and end the conversation. When he logs off, I go find Quinn with a bottle of wine, waving a DVD in my face. I love my best friend.
Chapter 9
I hop from one foot to the next, with nervous anticipation. The flight schedule says he landed ten minutes ago, but he’s nowhere to be seen. The escalators run down and he’s nowhere to be seen.