Page 50 of We Thought We Were Invincible
He threw an arm over my shoulders, squeezing me to his side, and leading me inside. “I'm glad you're here.”
“I'm not ruining any plans with your girlfriend or anything, am I?”
“Nah, she went home for the weekend. I'm all yours.”
I smiled at the thought of that. Any romantic feelings I'd had for Jay were washed away when I thought of Jamie. I'd never been this confused about where things stood with Jay, always knowing that we were good for the moment, but there was a time limit on our relationship. It felt safe that way.
Jamie was anything but safe. If I wasn't careful, I'd lose more than just a few kisses to him. We'd end up hurting each other. We were made to be at odds.
“You okay?” Jay unlocked the door to his place and showed me in.
“I've been hooking up with Jamie.” The words were out before I could stop them. He stood in the doorway in stunned silence as I walked past him, trying to turn my mind to anything else.
The apartment was not what I'd expect from a college student. Expensive black furniture adorned the immaculate space. Silver and blue abstract artwork hung perfectly placed. The kitchen was small, but clean.
I stopped near the dark wood dining room table and gripped the back of a chair to steady myself.
Jay still hadn't reacted, a bomb that had yet to go off. His footsteps sounded on the hardwood floor as he walked into the kitchen, grabbing a glass from a cabinet and filling it at the faucet. Tipping it against his lips, he still didn't look back at me.
I know that wasn't how I should tell him, but I was all tied up in knots and needed to get it out.
“Is that why you made me tell you about his mom?” Jay still wouldn't face me as he spoke.
“No,” I mumbled, trying to strengthen my voice. I let go of the chair and took tentative steps toward him. “Nothing had happened at that point. I didn't feel…” I couldn't finish that sentence.
Jay finally spun around, a fiery look dancing in his eyes. “Didn't feel what?” He stepped toward me. “You said you were hooking up with my brother. Now you say you feel something?”
“No,” I yelled. “God, I shouldn't have told you.”
His eyes softened then, and he slumped back against the counter. “You've never kept anything from me before. Don't start now.”
My smile started out small. This was my Jay. This was why I came.
He set his glass down and gestured to the living room.
I followed him and sank back into his plush couch.
“Oh my gosh, this is the best thing ever.” I sighed.
He laughed. “Thank my father for that and pretty much everything else in this place.”
“Not likely.” I scowled.
“Cal, he's not so bad.”
“To you maybe.” I turned to look him in the eye. “Did you know Jamie is living with us?”
“So, that's how this happened? Makes sense. Jamie hasn't met a pretty girl he didn't want in his bed so living with one probably makes that even worse.”
“Hell, you are more like him than you'd admit. For your information, he thinks I slept with you. In case anyone else is listening, I'm not screwing the Daniels brothers.”
“Good.” The relief on his face only made me angrier.
“You know, Colby told Jamie that I was off limits. I don't need another over-protective asshole. I can take care of myself.”
“Colby said that? Good for him.”
I punched him in the arm as hard as I could. “I'm out of here.”
