“Nothing. Just thinking about how much that lamp cost,” I lied.
“You’re ridiculous,” she laughed, handing me a plate.
“Thank you. Do you have coffee?” I asked, as I scanned the countertop for the coffee machine.
“Sorry, I don’t drink coffee.”
“What?” I asked, as I searched for the coffee maker. Sure enough, there was none. “How’d I not notice this before?”
“You’re a coffee person?”
“I was a coffee addict, but now that I think of it, I don’t remember having a cup all week.”
What the hell? I had had a cup of coffee at least once a day since I was in high school.
“Surprise! This was really just a one-week rehab for you Levi Black. Your family was worried about your addiction, and called me in to help,” she joked, handing me a glass of orange juice.
“If my family’s turned me in, who’s going to help them? Because I know the addiction’s hereditary,” I chuckled, as I accepted the glass.
“The family package is extra,” she said, and I coughed up my drink trying not laugh.
> “Ah… stop.”
She laughed along with me, and I was at peace with her once again. Grabbing our plates, we moved into the living room, taking our place on the couch, which usually consisted of her sitting in-between my legs.
I’m not sure why, but neither of us spoke after that. We kissed every so often, but it never got too heavy. She rested against me and read to me, I in turn, played the guitar for her, and then we ended up in each other’s arms again… without clothes on. We just held each other for hours, talking when we had to, and kissing when there just weren’t any words.
And just like that, the day was over. The spell was broken, and reality came creeping back into our lives. As if to prove it, my phone never stopped vibrating, as Betty’s preprogrammed messages started to invade my inbox.
“You're popular,” she said, standing up, and I wanted to pull her back down on top of me.
“I officially start work again today,” I told her looking up at the clock; it was one minute past midnight.
“Then I guess you should be going.”
“Yeah.” I stood, grabbing my bag.
We said nothing as we headed over to the door, and part of me hoped that she wouldn’t open it, but she did.
“It was great meeting you, Thea.”
Great didn’t even begin to cover it.
“Likewise. This week was amazing,” she nodded. “Bye.”
“Bye.”
I kissed her one last time before turning around.
Just keep walking Levi. Just keep walking.
But I didn’t listen to myself. Instead I turned back just as she closed the door…
It was over.
I would most likely never see her again. This week was nothing like I had thought it would be. I never meant to share anything about myself, or even get to know her. It was just supposed to be sex. So why didn’t it feel like that?
Just keep walking Levi.