We reached the cars and he tilted my head to look into my eyes. “You okay to drive?”
I smiled. “Yes. Thanks for caring. I’ll be fine. Are you coming back to the house?”
“No, I told Mitch that work texted me and wanted me to come in. So I figure I better not show up around the same time as you. Besides, all I’ll want to do is hold you.”
“I wouldn’t mind,” I said, hugging him.
“Yes, but I’m pretty sure Mitch would figure something was up, and then Emily would have a coronary.”
I groaned, “Emily. I forgot.”
“We’ll figure something out. Give it a few days. I’ll come up with something.” I assumed he was just talking about how to keep it a secret. I wasn’t really sure what he meant but I was too tired to ask about it.
“I’ll make sure you get home safe, but still, drive carefully.” He leaned down and kissed me softly.
“I’ll try.”
He shook his head then opened my door. “I’ll see you later, okay?”
I climbed in and buckled my seat belt. “Okay. Bye, Dev.”
I pulled out of the parking lot and sure enough Devin followed me all the way back home, honking as he drove past. I waved and climbed out of the car and headed up the pathway.
“I’m back!” I yelled as I opened the door.
“We’re in the living room,” Mitch shouted.
I set my things down and walked into the living room, only to find Emily sitting down with Mitchell and Megan.
“She knows?” I asked, taking the recliner Devin and I had sat in together just a few nights ago.
“Yeah, we just told her,” Megan said.
“What did you say when you found out?” Emily asked.
I thought about what she really was asking and I sighed. “I said I hated the idea and that they should have waited to come back to have the wedding.”
Megan was about to say something, but Mitch wisely stopped her.
Emily straightened a little. “Well then, I’m happy for you guys. I think it’s awesome that you two got hitched. Can I go to my room now?”
“Sure,” Mitch said. “We’re going to order out. Is there anything you want?”
“Just get me a salad,” she said as she stood up and left the room.
“How did you know?” Megan asked, referring to Emily’s reaction.
“I know my sister. What I like, she hates. What I want, she has to have it first.”
“I don’t—” Megan began.
“She’s not like that with you. At least she hasn’t been so far. So don’t worry,” I told her. “I really am happy for you though.” I stood up to head upstairs.
“Hey, how was your appointment?” Mitch asked.
“It was fine,” I told him. “And if you don’t want to order out there should be some leftover casserole in the fridge. Either way, I’ll be down later for dinner.”
I walked up the stairs and spent the rest of the evening reading my book for my English class and answering text messages.
Hey, beautiful. What are you doing?
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Sent from a guy bored out of his mind
Haha. At least you can’t die from boredom.
I’m just reading for class. Something I
should have started Thursday or even last night.
I think in this case you can die from it,
but now my mind is actively remembering
everything we did last night.
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Sent from someone who wants you
Okay stop, this is not fair. You can’t just
make me want you and not do anything
about it. We’re talking about something else.
How come we can’t do anything about it?
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Sent from someone who knows every inch of you
Because my sister is in the room right next door. So what
are you doing besides making my life harder?
Thinking about you.
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Sent from someone thinking about you
Dev, stop. I’m going to turn my phone off
if you continue this. Now tell me why you
texted me.
Fine. I’m stopping but only because I’m bored.
I’m sitting in my apartment because I told
Mitch I had to go to work.
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Sent from Mr. Bored
I’m sorry. That’s my fault, I guess. I shouldn’t