finally played
and it was nice to be entertained for two hours. I didn’t think
about Flynn, except during the romance scenes.
When the move was over, we walked back to the
apartment.
“Did you like it?” he asked.
“I did. You?”
“I thought it was awesome. I don’t like Tom
Cruise, but I love his movies.”
“Have you read American Psycho ?”
“No, but I’ve seen the movie. Why?”
“In the book, the author has Tom Cruise live
in the same building as the main character. It was funny. You’d
have to read it to understand the humor.”
“You read that kind of stuff?” he asked in
surprise.
“Yeah. Why is that surprising?”
He shrugged. “I don’t know a single girl
who’s even seen the movie, let alone read the book.”
“Well, I guess I’ve always been different
than other girls.”
“Flynn obviously thinks you’re special.”
I listened for the sarcasm but there was
none.
We walked inside then locked the door behind
us.
“Tom Cruise is going to be on the Late
Night Show . Wanna watch?” he asked.
I shrugged. “I guess.” I sat on the couch and
pulled out my phone, hoping Flynn would call me. I kept glancing at
the screen, hoping it would light up or ring.
“You miss him a lot.” It wasn’t a
question.
“I do,” I said sadly.
He nodded. “He’s a good guy.”
He actually said something nice about
someone else? Astonishing…
“I remember when he was with Zahara. Those
two seemed like they were in love. There was never any problems,
and he seem perfectly happy.” I really didn’t want to hear about
his ex. “But with you, he’s totally different. You guys are on a
whole new level. Living with you guys for these past few months
makes me realize how serious this relationship is. I can tell
you’re the one.”
My eyes widened at his words. I didn’t know
what he was going to say, but that was the last thing I
expected.
“It makes me wish I had someone who would
mope around the house while I’m gone, even if it was only for a
week.” His voice carried his despair, his pain. “But no one loves
me. Why would they? I’m an asshole.”
I wasn’t sure what happened to Cade but he
wasn’t the man I met all those months ago. He used to be full of
himself, having a bigger and more annoying ego then Flynn, and now
he was humble and real. It was hard to process. “Cade, everything
alright?”
He shrugged. “Not really.” He didn’t look at
me, his face glued to the screen.
“Well, I’m here if you want to talk.”
“I know.” He didn’t snap at me.
I wanted to push him but I didn’t feel it was
appropriate. The fact we went to the movies together without
killing each other was already a miracle. I didn’t want to end a
great night on a bad note. I stared at the TV and kept my thoughts
to myself.
When I went to bed that night, I waited for
Flynn to call me. I tried to keep my eyes open so I’d be awake when
he called, but I couldn’t. My eyes betrayed me and they fell. The
next thing I knew, my alarm was going off.
I grabbed my phone and saw his missed call
around two.
“Damn.”
He left a voice mail so I listened to it.
“Hey, baby. I know it’s late there so you’re
probably asleep. I’m sorry I didn’t call earlier. I was just caught
up and I didn’t get a chance. I’ll try to call earlier tomorrow. I
really want to hear your voice and see your face. Goodnight. I love
you.” He hung up.
I sighed in annoyance then lay back down. At
least I got a voicemail from him. Hearing a message was better than
hearing nothing at all. I got dressed then headed out to work.
Cade was in the kitchen, the smell of
breakfast in the air. “I made food if you’re hungry.”
The plate on the table had hash browns, eggs,
pancakes, and toast. It was hard to resist. “It does look
good.”
“Then sit down,” he said.
I decided I could risk being a minute or two
late and scarfed down the food. Just like last night, it was good.
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