So I gave it a try.
“How long has it been over between you?”
“Since February of this year.” Truth be told, I didn’t really know when it ended between us. We were hot and heavy one moment, and then I was pulling back because our relationship had become more of a friends with benefits arrangement that had run its course.
“I think she still has feelings for you,” she responded.
“I only like her as a friend,” I assured her. My only regret with Miranda was letting things go on as long as it did. When I explained that although the sex was hot, that I didn’t think we would work as a couple, she seemed okay with it.
What twenty-year-old male wouldn’t want access to sex without strings and a partner willing to explore whatever fantasies you had?
Then everything changed when I met Mairi.
The connection we formed in that one weekend alone was more than I’d had in two years with Miranda. What I hadn’t realized all those years ago was that a deeper connection had the ability to create more chemistry. Which made the sex even hotter than it was with any other woman.
“So there isn’t a chance that you’ll get back together with her?”
“You have nothing to worry about.”
“You don’t have to be in a relationship with me because I’m pregnant,” she pushed.
“I’m not.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
She took off her seatbelt, then responded, “good, because I’ve seen how much it hurts children when their parents fake it just because they were born.”
“That’s the last thing that I want,” I said as I reached over and grabbed her hand. “I’m not sure what this is between me and you yet, but I want you to know I’m not going anywhere, no matter what.”
“Okay.”
“Don’t just okay me. If we weren’t sitting in the driveway, I would kiss the shit out of you.”
“Liam.” Color rose to her cheeks just before she looked away.
“Go get your cute butt in the house before we get caught.”
She scrambled as well as she could out of the car and into the house while I sat there and watched like the sorry sap that I was.
I hadn’t been completely honest with her.
I wasn’t going anywhere.
Now I just needed to deal with the thorn in my side.
When I was sure that she couldn’t hear us, I called Rick.
“Yellow!” he answered.
“Hey, is Miranda still there?”
“No. After the two of you left, Darren went back and coaxed her out of the room. The moment she saw you hadn’t stayed, she hightailed it out of here.”
“Do me a favor?”
“Name it.”