afterwards. I’m not in love with him anymore but he refuses to let me go.” When she stops talking her eyes find mine and she looks embarrassed. I need time to process all of this but I can’t do that here. I need time alone to think. I run my hands over my face in frustration and walk over to her. “I wish you would’ve told me before he ambushed us. It makes me wonder if you were ever going to tell me.” I kiss her on the forehead before heading out of the bedroom. “You’re leaving?” “Yeah, I need time to digest all of this. I’ll call you sometime this week.” **** Saturday I just fell asleep two hours ago but the smell of coffee has convinced me that I’ve slept long enough. I’m halfway to the shower before my sleep-deprived mind realizes that Ava doesn’t drink coffee. That can only mean one thing! I throw open my bedroom door and race downstairs like its Christmas morning. A huge smile appears on my face when I spot Ethan on the couch drinking coffee. When he spots me he winks and pats the seat next to him. On the coffee table are two warm blueberry muffins with butter and an iced coffee. He has just enough time to put down his coffee before I impulsively throw myself on his lap and wrap my arms around his neck. “I’m so sorry babe,” I tell his neck “I know,” he replies softly as he soothingly rubs my back. “Is he the reason why you didn’t want to date me?” “It wasn’t anything against you personally. I lost myself in Noah when I fell in love with him and I didn’t want that to ever happen again. So I avoided new relationships and occasionally hooked up with guys. Then I met you and you made my connection with Noah look like a schoolyard crush and it scared the crap out of me.” “Why didn’t you tell me?” “Because that would involve explaining Noah, which is hard to do when you’re trying to forget that part of your life.” “I understand that you were trying to protect yourself, but I don’t like being kept in the dark. An omission is the same as a lie.” I look into his eyes and can tell just how much my omission has hurt him. This is why I do not lie. It always comes back to bite you. Always . If he forgives me, I will never lie to him again. “Do you forgive me?” I ask quietly. “Yes.” “Last night was the loneliest night of my life; I’ll never lie to you again.” The crack in my voice tells him just how close I am to crying. “Good,” he whispers while cuddling me closer. We stay that way for a while before he says, “nice hair.” OMG! I take off running to my bedroom with his chuckles following me. My hair is puffy from the steam from my thousand-hour shower last night. I don’t want to spend the time to fix it so I brush it up into a messy bun and put on a headband to catch the fly aways. I take another five minutes to brush my teeth and freshen up. I race back to the comfy room like I’m afraid seeing him earlier was a mirage. When my head is comfortably positioned on his shoulder, I eagerly drink my coffee. “How’d you get in?” “Ava called me to ask me what was taking so long with breakfast. So when I explained to her what happened she suggested that we get our heads out of our asses and work things out. She was waiting for me by the door when I got here.” I should have known Ava was involved. That girl is always looking out for her stomach. “Do you mind if I invite my roommate to lunch? He can’t wait to meet the girl that has me open,” he says with a blush. He wants me to meet his best friend and he’s acting like it’s not a big deal! I know that he already met Ava but there was no way she was going to let the first man I invited over to leave without meeting her. I look at the clock and notice it’s almost lunchtime. There is no way that I can make my hair presentable by then! “Is this the reason for the light breakfast?” “I was hoping that if I kept you a little hungry you’d agree to