priority.”
I laughed, in spite of the tenseness I was feeling once again. “Well, that and my breath.” I was feeling uncomfortable, not ready to talk. What if last night was a fluke? What if he really didn’t feel the same way about me that I was feeling about him? Those emotions were still intense , and I didn’t know that I could take rejection.
No. Not true. I’d find a way to handle it.
I giggled and made my way to the bathroom area again. I drained my bladder and then picked out a towel and washcloth. I looked around once more. No conditioner. My hair wouldn’t be able to stand a good washing without conditioner, so I wouldn’t wash my hair there. I had a scrunchie in my purse so I could put it up while I showered. While I continued snooping around the bathroom area, I heard a rap on the door.
I walked back out, halfway expecting to find Kage dressing, but he was still lying down. I collected the toothpaste from the guy at the door, realizing I should give him a tip. “Just a sec,” I said, picking my purse up off the floor. I grabbed a couple of bills and shoved them through the door into his hands. “Thank you.”
Kage was still half asleep when he said, “You’re pretty lively. There any coffee over there?”
“I don’t know.”
“You have class this morning or something?”
“No.” I wasn’t going to tell him about the Friday mo rning study group I was missing, had planned to miss due to my upcoming meeting with Fay. “I’m going to shower.” But first I had to finger brush my teeth. I drank a lot of water too. I hadn’t had too much beer, but I could still feel its remains in my mouth. I wanted to feel fresh. And part of me hoped Kage would join me in the shower.
If he were feeling as weird as I was, though, he’d keep his distance. And he did. I took a quick enough shower, soaping all the parts that needed it and rinsing my guilt and shame down the drain. After the washing was done, I stood under the hot water deciding my next move. Yeah, last night I’d felt like this guy was the only one for me, and I’d been positive he felt the same way, but what if I was wrong? What then?
I couldn’t stay in the shower contemplating it forever. Before I turned the water off, Kage opened the door a crack and asked, “Mind if I use that toothpaste?”
“Go ahead.” It was his money. After all, he was paying for the room, so I wouldn’t have told him he couldn’t use it even if I’d wanted to.
I got out, feeling a little better, and toweled off, my hair still up in the scrunchie. I slathered the little bottle of hotel lotion on my legs after hanging my towel on the rack, and then I wrapped the robe back around my body. I sneered, realizing I’d have to put on last night’s clothes, finding the idea distasteful. First, though, I was going to make sure I looked okay. Kage passed by me wearing only his jeans from the night before and went in the bathroom, closing the door behind him, and I dug through my purse to find the eyeliner and mascara I kept for times of desperation like now. I didn’t look too bad in the mirror, because last night’s makeup had been so heavy that I hadn’t been able to wash it all off in the shower, but a little touch up made it fresher. I had lipstick in my purse too, but I didn’t need it this early.
Kage was out of the bathroom while I was still putting on liner and he stood behind me, smiling. “You okay?” I couldn’t help but smile back, and I nodded. His words, his eyes gave me hope, whether I should have it or not. As I put the eyeliner down, he wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his chin on my shoulder. “You sure?”
“Yeah.”
His eyes probed mine through the mirror and I felt that understanding again. Yes, things between us were okay. No, more than okay. No matter what my future brought, he was part of it. That I knew. And when we
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