“Why didn’t you answer your phone?” she asks.
Oh shit. Do I tell her where I was? Do I mention the girl? I didn’t even look at my neck to see if I had her lipstick on me.
I shrug. “I was mad.”
We lie here for a moment until she stirs and goes to the bathroom to clean up. She walks out with a washcloth.
I chuckle. “Thanks,” I say, reaching for it. I wipe off before standing up and tossing the wash rag into the clothes hamper. I remove my jeans and go to the dresser to grab some basketball shorts. K puts my shirt back on.
“Where did you go?” she asks.
Fuck.
“I went for a drive. Then I went to that rooftop near SkyView.”
“Really? How long has it been since you’ve been there?”
“Since the last time me and you went.”
“Oh,” she says as she walks over and turns the lamp off.
I’m glad she didn’t push any more questions. I’m not lying to her if she doesn’t ask, and I didn’t do anything wrong. Sometimes in a relationship, if it’s not a big deal and you know it’ll start an argument, it’s best not to mention it.
Hell, I’m still new-ish at this thing.I went to see how Red was doing. How was I supposed to know an old fuck would see me, and Danny would be there, whom Kat asked me to stay away from? It just worked out that way.
But you knew there was a chance.
I ignore that.
The man lives in New Jersey. The chances of him being there were slim.
“Did you mean it when you said you hated it here?” I ask, trying to change the subject.
She looks over at me. “It’s a beautiful apartment. I’ve thought that from the moment I woke up on your couch,” she says. “But is it us? No.”
I nod, removing my shirt and tossing it on the floor.
“Really?” she says, walking over and picking it up.
“What?” I say.
“The clothes hamper is right here.”
I roll my eyes and walk to the bathroom to brush my teeth, looking at my neck, grateful there’s no lipstick from that whore. I wash it off anyway, thinking about what K said. She seems to want what I do even though she isn’t saying it, and knowing her she never will. I’ve got to go house shopping.
I spit and rinse my mouth out before hitting the light and exiting the bathroom just as Kat is rubbing lotion on her hands and feet.
“So, you still wanna marry me then, right?” I ask.
She smiles, looking sheepish. “If you’ll have me. I was pretty mean earlier.”
“I deserved it. I shouldn’t have said anything to Claire and Austin. That was for you to do.”
She falls back in the bed and pulls the covers back for me. “Aw, you are growing up.”
I give her a look, which makes her giggle. I grin because fuck I can’t help it.
“Yes, I want you. Always and forever,” I say, pulling her to me. I kiss her again before she flips on her side and snuggles into me.