It’s beenthree weeks since I snuck Viola up to the house on the bay, and even though we find every chance to be together, it was one of those moments I’ll never forget.
I hate that we’re keeping it a secret from Drew, but a part of me worries things will change between us once he knows. There’s no saying how he’ll react for sure, but I can’t imagine it’ll be good.
However, now that I have a rental car and I’ve returned to work, it’s a little easier to avoid Drew and meet up with Viola on nights he’s home. She still comes over on Wednesdays, and I still find ways to taste her when he’s not looking.
My phone dings with an incoming text message as I walk into work, and I smile as I read Viola’s name across the screen.
Viola
My financial marketing professor just announced an additional extra-credit project to be added to our finals! OMG, he’s trying to kill me because I’m a sucker for extra credit!
Travis
But marketing is your thing, babe! You’ve got this!
I answer her text, trying to encourage her and brighten her mood. She’s been an absolute mess the last couple of weeks as graduation approaches. I know she’s a genius, acing all her classes, and is already a shoo-in for the apprenticeship this summer, but I know freak-out mode is inevitable until she walks across that stage toward her diploma.
Viola
Since when did you trade in your suit and tie for a pair of pom-poms?
I smile at her smart-ass response—exhausted, stressed, and still able to run her filthy mouth.
Travis
I’ll role-play for you any day, Princess. As long as you’re the one with the pom-poms...and only the pom-poms.
As soon as I walk into my office, she sends another message.
Viola
Cheerleader fantasy? ??
Travis
Does that really surprise you?
I set my briefcase down and sit behind my desk. I’ve only been back a week, and I already have a huge project. Alyssa has been glued to Blake, so that’s a relief.
Viola
Actually, no. Just know that my fantasy consists of cloaks, wands, and nerdy glasses. Oh, and you must speak in an English accent.
Travis
Hmm, that’s very descriptive...like you’ve been thinking on that for a while…
Viola
A Potterhead never tells…
Travis
I’m sure I could persuade you. You aren’t the only one who can cast spells. Just wait until I Slytherin ??
Turning my computer on, I start scrolling through my emails. I miss the days of being home with Viola and just being able to lay low with her, especially now knowing she’ll be leaving in a month. I haven’t allowed myself to think about it too much, considering I want to make the most of the time that we have left before then, but I know I’m going to be completely lost without her.
Viola