at. Personally, I thought this felt right, like this is the way my life should be – with her.
“I just feel so comfortable around you.” Her cheeks flush pink, and she quickly drops her head. “I mean, I do n’t know anything about you, but it feels like we’ve known each other so much longer.” She scratches the seam on the couch with her fingernail.
I rake my hand down my jaw line. I want to reach out and touch her. I want to tell her th at she has known me much longer, but this isn’t the right time, or place. She will remember me, on her own. At least, I have to think that. The thought that she doesn’t remember that night eight years ago, is gut wrenching.
I tip the bottle back and drain it.
“What do you want to know?”
If I’m going to take this slowly, we have to start somewhere.
She shrugs her shoulders, and blinks up at me with her wide gray eyes. “I don’t know. What do you want me to know?”
Whoa, talk about a loaded question.
“Alright, why don’t we make this a game. You ask me a question, and then I’ll ask you one.”
I stretch my arm across the back of the sofa, and I don’t miss her sharp intake of breath. I clench my hands into fists. Every time she flinches away from me or steps away from me, I want to hop in my truck, drive down to the frat house, and beat Aaron to death.
She cocks her head to the side.
“Okay, what’s your favorite color?”
Wow , she really is taking this slow. I lean forward and set my bottle on the floor. “Black. What’s yours?”
“Blue. ”
T his surprises me. I figured she was more of a pink or purple girl. I don’t know why. She just looks girly, that way.
“You’re going to have to be more specific. There are tons of different blues.” I begin ticking them off on my fingers. “Sky blue, navy blue, royal blue…”
She leans forward and pushes my shoulder playfully.
“Okay, okay, I like all shades of blue. I’m kind of indecisive when it comes to blues.”
“My turn. ”
I’m ready to ask what her favorite television show is when Anna screeches from the bedroom.
“What is your fucking problem? Keep! Your! Hands! To! Yourself!”
Karma and I both snap our heads towards her bedroom.
“Well, excuse me!” Jude shouts. “I’ve busted my ass for two fucking days! Hasn’t that at least earned me a blow job?”
The door swings open and slams against the wall with a resounding thud. “No, it doesn’t!” Anna says, shoving Jude out into the hall. “Go home, and don’t come back!”
I drop my head and pinch the bridge of my nose. “I guess it’s time to go.” I’m going to fucking kill Jude!
“Oh, okay.”
Karma stands up and walks over to Anna.
“Are you okay?”
Anna has her eyes narrowed on Jude.
“I will be, as soon as he’s gone.”
Jude holds his hands out in front of him.
“Okay, okay, I’m going.”
I follow him over to the door, but I don’t want to leave. I was just beginning to learn more about Karma. I stop before I walk out and turn towards her.
“Is it okay if I call you tonight?”
He r eyes widen slightly, and her lips part.
“Um sure.”
Okay, she has no idea just how happy she’s made me.
CHAPTER 22
KARMA
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