Page 35 of Skating the Blue Line
After four long ass weeks of rehearsals, trying to drink enough water, eat enough food and avoid all thoughts of a certain hockey player, today is the day I’ve been waiting for. The day I even set a reminder for in my calendar.
This lovely Tuesday is the day I finally get to see Liam again since he left my apartment the day before rehearsals started.
I’ve been excited for this day. I’ve been looking forward to this day so that I can get the Liam Crawford experience once again.
Today is the day and I feel like absolute shit.
My first warning sign that today wasn’t going to go as I had planned should have been getting a reminder that I have a gyno appointment this afternoon. But of course, I just swiped away the notification and went to my morning dance class.
Now I feel like I’m going to puke and it has nothing to do with the fact that I’m on my way to my first pap smear in three years on top of my birth control shot.
Though, I do hope that it does have something to do with it because I do not want to feel pukey when I see Liam later tonight and pass whatever bug I have over to him.
That would make me a bad…friend?
What do you call the person you spent one night with, then proceeded to spend the next four consecutive nights with as well, and are now going out to dinner with him four weeks later after his hockey game?
Friend with benefits?
Occasional hookup?
Just a friend?
Definitely not girlfriend or partner, I know that for sure.
Whatever I am to him, I can’t get him sick.
The universe must have told him that I was thinking about him, because as soon as I press the button for the crosswalk, my phone beeps with a message from him.
We’ve stayed in touch since we last saw each other almost four weeks ago.
It mostly has been us trying to decide what game I wanted to attend and mundane things like how our days have been going. Friendly, platonic things that people do when they are getting to know a new person that has come into their lives.
The platonic stuff may be a big reason what I feel nauseous today.
Liam and I went from being complete strangers to giving each other orgasm after orgasm for five nights back to strangers again.
I know this is what I wanted. I know I wanted to concentrate on dancing and not dive into anything serious, but I have a feeling that tonight is going to be weird.
How do we act?
Do I kiss him as soon as I see him? Do I hug him or do I just give him a small wave and have an awkward dinner?
I don’t know.
I’m excited for tonight, but I’m also nervous about how it’s going to play out and is going to come out of this after the night is over.
Both Liam and I have things that we need to concentrate on. Things that have nothing to do with sexing the other day in and day out. I’m going to make the most out of tonight, because come tomorrow, we really need to set our foot down as to what we are. Whether that is just friends or occasional hook ups, it’s going to have to be put on hold until the new year.
It’s not something I want to do after getting to know him during our days together. But if I want this to be my best season yet, I have to.
Shaking the nervousness away and drowning out the city noise, I open his text message.
Liam: I left two tickets for you at the box office. Right behind the glass like I promised.
I smile at his words. He had asked me if I wanted to bring anyone with me to the game a few days ago. I had said yes because no way was Betty going to let me go alone. She wants in on all the drama.
Me: Thank you so much! Can’t wait to see you!
