"That was an accident!" I called after him.
Jackson sat down on the couch with a sigh.
"Where's Connor?" I asked and sat down in the chair across from him.
Jackson shrugged. "I don't know. I talked to him this morning, though. I know you like Rory, but I was actually a little surprised that you and Connor didn't hit it off better."
I felt my face blushing. "We kind of did. I mean, he's nice, but I don't really do one night stands."
Jackson turned to face me. He looked surprised. "Why do you assume that's what Connor wants?"
Because Rory told me that's all Connor wanted? "I mean, isn't he like Rory? Doesn't he like...sleep around?"
"Connor? I mean, maybe now. I'm sure he isn't looking for anything serious, but he's not an asshole."
"What do you mean maybe now?"
"Well, he got divorced last year. When I met him in college, he was already dating Cindy. So maybe he's only into one night stands when he's single. I just can't really picture that." Jackson shrugged.
"Oh." Why had Rory lied to me?
Rory came back out of the bathroom. He looked back and forth between me and Jackson.
"Jackson, do you mind giving Rory and I a minute alone?" I said. "I wanted to discuss some roommate stuff with him."
"Sure. I actually need to get going anyway. I have a fitting for this divine new Armani suit."
"Very fancy."
"I have one every Wednesday. Just the usual."
"Are you serious?"
"No." Jackson laughed. "See you guys later."
After he closed the door I looked over at Rory. He was staring at me. He walked over and sat down on the couch.
"Your friends are interesting," I said.
Rory laughed. "Yeah." He leaned back and put his feet up on the coffee table. It wasn't my table, but I still cringed. "So, you wanted to talk?"
"Mhm. I was thinking maybe we should set up a few ground rules. So that this works out."
"Okay. Have I done something wrong?" He looked genuinely concerned. But for some reason it seemed like an act.
"No, not really. It's just that your friends are over a lot. I didn't realize that all three of you would be moving in." I laughed awkwardly.
"I know what this is about, and you have nothing to worry about. I already asked Connor to stop bothering you. It won't be a problem again."
"He wasn't bothering me."
"Oh, my misunderstanding then." He scowled slightly.
"Anyway, that's not what this is about. I just mean in general, are they really going to be here all the time? Is it never just going to be us? Or, just me I mean. Because it would be weird if it was just us. Not that I want to be alone with you. I didn't mean that in a sexual way at all. Like, not at all, Rory. Obviously." What the hell?
"Obviously." He took his feet off the table and put his elbows on his knees. "They won't be here all the time. They helped me move in. And I told you about poker Tuesdays. And today I had off, so I asked Jackson to come over. Besides, you weren't even here."
"Yeah, about that. I felt like I had to sneak out of here this morning because of your sexual escapades."