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“Damn,” Jax says. “I’m having a baby with a genius.”
“I am not a genius,” Sadie snaps back.
“Yes, you are,” I mumble.
“You know,” Laura says on my side, “I believe that the grant we were talking about would apply to minor degrees. You know, it’s not too late to make business a major and English a minor. It would qualify you for that grant.”
“I’m not applying for that grant,” Sadie says, averting her gaze. I drop the subject, not wanting to pressure her too much, especially in front of everybody else, but Laura has a great point.
As the table falls into casual conversation and we’ve all guzzled down our drinks far too quickly, we order another. Suddenly, everyone seems to be feeling lighter and more comfortable.
Jax and Laura are having a side conversation next to us as Sadie and I sit together, staring at each other in silence. I wonder if she can feel how much more chemistry she and I have than her and Jax or me and Laura. I wonder if everyone can tell. Is it just the unspoken thing that nobody is acknowledging?
“So wait, you two live together, and he’s your professor? Is that allowed?” Jax asks.
“Technically, I don’t even know,” Sadie says. “But honestly, he’s a terrible roommate anyway.”
“Excuse me?” I reply, gawking at her in surprise. “I’m the terrible roommate?”
“Yes,” she boasts. “He is so picky about where you put your shoes after you take them off. So I purposely just kick them in the corner just to piss him off.”
“I knew it!” The table breaks out in laughter as Sadie rolls her eyes.
“You can’t have dirty dishes in the sink overnight,” she continues. “You have to wash them immediately after you use them or load them in the dishwasher. And as soon as the dishwasher is done cleaning, you have to empty it immediately.”
“You’re joking,” Laura says as we all laugh again.
“What? I like to keep a clean house,” I argue.
“It’s ridiculous,” Sadie laughs.
“Me? What about the fact that you are constantly singing, even if there’s no music playing, just constantly humming a tune or singing a song for no reason in every room of my house at all hours?” I reply with a smile.
Suddenly Sadie is grinning from ear to ear as she tries to hide her smile. But I continue on.
“Whatever, you listen to boring music,” she argues playfully.
“Jazz is not boring,” I say.
“Well, you have a drawer in your kitchen just for takeout menus. Like seriously, they’re all on the internet now. Why do you need those?”
“Well, you dance while you eat,” I say, with a grin on my face. She throws her head back and laughs.
“How does that make me a bad roommate? That’s not annoying. It’s adorable,” she says.
It is adorable.
But I don’t say it out loud.
“Okay, so she’s not the worst roommate,” I say, glancing up at the two other people at our table. Laura and Jax have both lost their wide smiles, and they’re sort of staring at us as if they can tell something that we can’t.
I realize all of a sudden that I’m a little drunk, and the music feels louder. The bar is ridiculously crowded, and while Jax and Laura break off in their own conversation again, I find myself reaching for Sadie to pull her toward the dance floor. She grinds her feet into the floor to stop me.
“We can’t,” she says under her breath.
“Why not?” I ask.
“Because you’re here with someone else, and so am I,” she says.
