Page 12 of A Moment for Us
“I’m fine, Josh.”
He kicks the ground, sending a pebble flying. “I know that. It’s just . . .”
“That I’ve had a thing for you for, well, ever and now we’ve had sex?” I finish the thought.
“That’s one way to put it.”
I press my hand to his chest and smile. “I’m good. I’m a big girl who has no delusions of what happens now. It was sex, really great sex, and . . . well, thank you.”
“Thank you?” he asks with a lilt to his voice.
“Yeah, I appreciate it.”
Josh’s eyes widen for a second and then he looks almost pissed. “I didn’t do it for appreciation.”
Well, well, if I weren’t seeing this firsthand, I wouldn’t believe it. He’s mad. Good. I’ve been mad and frustrated with him for years. “Right, but I asked you to kiss me. I practically egged you on.”
“Is that what you think?”
I shrug. “It’s the truth. I’m not stupid, Josh. I know how guys are.”
“Do you?”
There’s no mistaking the hard edge to his voice. “Look, I have to go. I’ll see you around, okay?”
Josh, being a gentleman, takes a step forward and then opens my door for me. “Yeah, we’ll see each other around.”
I force a casual smile and enter the car. “Bye, Josh.”
“Bye, Delia.” He closes my door, and I feel like doing a fist pump as I drive off.
Delia one.
Josh zero.
* * *
I enter the building on cloud-fucking-nine, whistling as I walk.
“And why are you so happy?” Ronyelle asks with her head tilted to the side.
“I . . . had sex.”
Her smile grows wide, and she tosses her black hair to the side. I start walking toward the office, and she laughs. “That’s right, strut!”
I do as she says and walk with a little bit of a swagger I didn’t know I possessed.
When we get to the manager’s office, she points to the chair. “Who did you have sex with?”
“Joshua Parkerson.”
Ronyelle’s eyes go wide. “I’m sorry, did you just say JoshuaParkerson? As in the man you’ve been in love with since we were in grade school?ThatJoshua Parkerson?”
I lean back in the seat. “Same one.”
“Are you stupid?”
My jaw drops. “What?”
