Page 88 of Even Ground

“Or get a pet.”

She laughs. “Maybe. Thanks for always being here, Reece.”

“You’re welcome.” I tap her under the chin, then open my door. “See you later.”

Once I’m in my trailer, I pull out my phone.

Me: Yes, yes I’m still going on about you missing me. It’s my favorite topic.

Pania: LOL I wouldn’t have said I missed you if I didn’t mean it.

I trap my tongue between my teeth and grin.

Me: I’m glad to hear it. I’m on set today and bored.

Pania: You’re always bored. And I’m just about to finish my break. I need to stop texting before I get in trouble. Again.

I chuckle, and pocket my phone.

It’s not just that I’m not in the mood for sex with Jessie. It’s that I’m still not in the mood for anything with anyone other than Pania.

I just have to work out how to tell her.

Me: Talk tonight?

Pania: I’m working tonight. Will be home after eight, my time.

Me: Talk to you then.

* * *

Later, in my apartment, I watch the clock until I see her Skype status change.

Pania: Call me now if you’re ready.

I press call, and she accepts.

She rubs her face as the video comes up.

“Hey,” I say.

“Hey. I just got home from work and I’m beat. I just want to say hello, but I need some sleep …”

She’s just as beautiful as ever, but her eyes are tired. I’d be selfish to keep her up. If I made her my world, she’d never have to work again. My heart beats hard at the thought of that, but I know it’d be a tough thing to get her to accept.

“Maybe we can talk tomorrow?”

Pania sucks in her bottom lip. “I’ve got a date tomorrow night.”

My chest aches. I should have known this would happen at some point. Hell, it could have already happened—I don’t know if she tells me everything. But the fact she’s telling me surely is a sign this is the first one in a while.

“Really? I thought you didn’t date.” I croak and then reach for my water bottle, hoping she didn’t notice.

“Sam in my class wanted to set me up. I especially hate blind dates, but she’s been my friend in class the past two years, and she tells me this guy is really nice.” A smile graces her lips, but it doesn’t reach her eyes.

My tension eases a little, even if the thought of her being out with someone else is painful.

I have to remind myself that she’s not mine.

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