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His behavior is unacceptable, especially since one, I feel disrespected and two, I haven’t come. I follow and find him in his office with his now semi-erect cock hanging out of his shorts, still glistening with our juices. He’s on the phone checking the voicemail of whoever called. Noah looks up in surprise.
“When you’re ready to tell me what your problem is, I’m here to listen.”
I stalk off to take another quick shower. When I get out, he’s still in his office, but the door is closed. I feel sick and in no mood to eat. I find the rattiest pair of pajamas I have, unappealing yellow flannels with a rubber ducky motif and a hole under one of the arms. It’s a little too warm for them, but I have nothing else even close to being this ratty.
I slip into bed. It’s before nine, but I’m exasperated, annoyed, and upset with Noah. I want to be asleep when he comes into the bedroom. Sometime during the night, I feel his arms reach for me and I shrug them away. They withdraw and when I wake up the next morning, he’s on his side of the bed, practically at the edge.
I’m still upset, but I have to go to work, and I can’t let our relationship issues get in the way. I head to the shower, and when I come out, Noah is not in bed. I’m not about to hunt for him. I quickly slip on a plain white cotton panty and bra set, not feeling sexy enough to be more daring.
By the time he comes back into the bedroom, I’m fully dressed in a black business suit, and I brush past him without so much as a word. He wraps his hand around my arm and holds me fast to my spot.
“Let me go, Noah. I’m not ready to have a conversation with you.”
“Can’t you forgive me?”
“For what? What do I need to forgive you for?”
“For my behavior last night.”
“You think that’s the only thing?”
“I don’t understand.”
“You’ve been very out of sorts lately. Then you tell me that you’re working on some issues and to be patient. My patience is running thin.”
“As soon as I get back from this latest trip, I promise to tell you.”
“Noah, are you sick?”
“No, why would you think that?”
“Because you're very secretive. We’ve been together for two years and I’ve never seen you act like this.”
“It has nothing to do with my health. It’s a delicate situation, and I should know where I stand after this week.”
“Fine. I’ll be patient, but I expect an explanation as soon as you come back.”
“You’ll have it. Now can we make up for the time being?”
I let him lean in and accept the kiss he plants on my cheek. I’m not in a forgiving enough mood to allow him to kiss my lips. He realizes this and doesn’t try anything further, instead, going to the closet to get clothes for the day. I head to the kitchen to fill my travel mug with coffee only to discover that we’re out of pods for the Keurig.
I don’t know why but it’s the last straw, and I feel hot tears prick my eyes. It’s only coffee, what the hell am I getting so bent out of shape? But it’s enough to push me over the edge that I’ve been teetering on since last week. I grab a tissue from the box on the counter and leave before Noah sees me. A few days ago, I would have wanted his comfort but today, I don’t.
The walk to the subway station makes me feel better. It’s warm in the early June sunshine, and I turn my face towards the sky, almost tripping over the sidewalk. I feel my face start to heat with embarrassment, but no one was paying attention to me anyway.
I get into the office before JC. Nikki is not in yet, so I check my electronic schedule to see what’s on the agenda for the day. I understand that my afternoon has been rearranged. I was supposed to have lunch with Vincent, Marco and JC but now I only see JC’s name next to mine.
Seriously, I’m not in the right state of mind to have lunch with him alone. I don’t like his advances, no matter how small, though he did promise not to act this way in the office. I check my emails and find two from clients that I have upcoming projects. I need to schedule appointments with them. I guess I can have Nikki handle that.
I’m lost in thought when JC comes in. He leans his head in to say hello and gives me a wide smile. I always loved his teeth, so straight and perfect. I nod, causing him to frown.
“Lex, is everything okay?”
“Yes, I’m alright,” but as much as I try, my voice is wavering.
He comes into my office and shuts the door, then sits in one of the chairs in front of my desk.
“You don’t seem alright. Are you still upset with Noah about this past weekend?”
