Shit, I can’t remember her friend’s name.
I was praying that Victoria wouldn’t come back in the room until after I had a chance to talk to Heather. Victoria had already given me a lecture about trying to force memories to come back. Then, she’d reminded me about how much I loved her blow jobs. Any other time, I would have pulled back the covers and told her to have at it, but something was different now. I felt like I was being unfaithful if I even thought that way. Unfaithful to whom though? Heather?
When I heard a faint knock on the door, I called out for the person to come in. The moment I saw the blonde hair, my heart started pounding. She closed the door and turned to face me.
Fucking hell. Her eyes…goddamn, those eyes are beautiful.
I couldn’t help but smile at her. She smiled back, and I swore if I were standing up, my legs would have given out on me.
“Hey, um…Elizabeth, um…your mom said you wanted to talk to me,” she said with the cutest damn smile on her face.
She’s nervous. Why is she nervous? Well, shit, Josh. It’s because you don’t remember her, you fuckhead. “Yeah, if you don’t mind, I’d love to talk to you for a few minutes. ” Or a lifetime.
She nodded as she headed for the chair next to my bed. I watched as she studied my face. She frowned slightly, and her eyes looked so sad.
I wonder how bad I look. “So
, I take it that I’ve had better days when I didn’t look this bad, huh?” I asked as I winked at her.
When her face lit up like Christmas morning, I found myself wanting to make her smile like that again. Then, she let out a small giggle that moved through my whole body.
“You could say that, but I still think you’re very handsome, and…” She stopped talking and looked away.
“Please…flattery will get you everywhere. ”
“Listen, Josh, I know your parents told you we were dating, but I don’t want to force—”
“Dating, huh?”
I watched her as she gave me a confused look.
“Oh, um…well, your mom said you figured out we were more than friends, so I just assumed you thought we were dating. ” Then, her eyes filled with anger. “Wait, did you think we were fuck buddies or something?” She stood up and stared at me.
Oh shit, this is turning south fast.
Considering my mother had told me they’d found an engagement ring in the pocket of my pants, I safely assumed that Heather and I were much more than fuck buddies. Just the way she made me feel in her presence told me that.
“What? God no, Heather. I didn’t think that at all!”
Her eyes instantly softened.
Damn, she’s cute as hell when she’s mad. I wonder if I used to purposely get her mad just to see that spit and fire come out of her.
“Oh. Well, okay…because…well…”
“Heather, please tell me about us. I know everyone keeps saying to let my memory come back on its own, but please tell me about you and me. I feel something between us that I’ve never felt before,” I said as I reached out for her hand.
The smile that spread across her face caused me to suck in a breath of air. Fuck. I wanted to know everything about this girl, and I wanted to know it yesterday.
She moved closer to me, and then she put her hand in mine. The moment she touched me, an electric shock ran through my whole body.
This is what I’ve been waiting for—for a girl who makes me feel like this. I couldn’t help but let out a laugh.
She tilted her head. “What’s so funny?”
I shook my head. “It’s nothing. I’ve just waited so long to feel this way, and I can’t imagine how or why I would forget it. ”
“To feel what way?” Heather began to sit back down, not letting go of my hand.