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“Sure,” he said, never one to say no to anything except carbs on a weekday.
He plopped back into the bean bag, flashing that gorgeous smile of his. The one that made me forget my name.
“Right, okay.” I nervously cleared my throat. “So, I have a charity event to go to in a few weeks back home. I’ll be out of town all weekend.”
“Oh, yeah? What for?”
“The Sisters of Indiana. I tried getting out of it, but my parents insisted.”
Blade smirked as he took a sip of water. “The same parents who cut you off?”
“Yeah, I know. I probably shouldn’t even go.”
“I wouldn’t go if I were you. Sounds like your parents are trying to control you again.”
I repositioned myself in the bean bag so that I was closer to Blade. “Unfortunately, I’ve already agreed to go. And I sort of need a date.”
Blade’s face went pale as we made eye contact. “Oh… It’s one of those events.”
“I mean, I don’t have to, but pretty much everybody there will have a date. Anyway, I was wondering….”
I watched as his eyes went elsewhere, straight to the back end of a tall girl with blonde hair, round tits, and a taut ass barely contained by thin leggings. And then his eyes fell back on me.
“You were wondering…?” he questioned.
“If you’d be my date.”
“Oh, wow. Um, a weekend away?” He scratched at the back of his head. “That’s…different.”
His body language made me want to crawl under a rock, especially after the way he waved at that girl.
“How do you know that girl?”
He shrugged with apathy. “Just from around campus.”
I usually refused to hug Blade in public, but I’d have done anything to mark my territory in front of that girl. What the hell was happening to me?
“Gotcha,” I said as he pulled away. “So, you don’t wanna go with me?”
His face grew even paler as he searched my eyes. “No, I didn’t say that!”
I didn’t understand him or men in general. It’s like they could never quite be clear about what they wanted, like even the ones that I so desperately wanted to believe weren’t as bad as their reputations insisted were exactly like everybody said they were. “The other day at the gym, you asked me not to tutor anyone else. And we both know what you meant by tutor.”
He reached out to take my hand. “Of course, I want to go with you. I just gotta check the football schedule first.”
We stared at each other for what felt like an eternity, both of us knowing exactly what he meant. Blade wanted me for himself but didn’t want to commit to a relationship. Guys like him were skittish when it came to commitment, even though I had no reason to believe he was hooking up with anyone else. It was like dating two different guys.
Feelings of insecurity washed through my veins as I pulled a notebook out of my backpack. “That makes sense. Well, let’s get back to philosophy.”
“Are you okay?”
“Absolutely.” I nodded but kept my head down so that he couldn’t see the tears forming in my eyes.
“So, what’s the difference between Idealism and Realism?”
Blade thought for a few minutes before finally answering. “Well, that’s pretty obvious. Realism views a situation for what it is, whereas Idealism considers what it could become.”
“Correct.”
