Page 31 of Drive Me Crazy

"She might've, she tossed and turned most of the night. It appeared she roused up this morning, but then fell right back to sleep. So, I'm fairly sure she has no clue I was there."

Mack winks at me. "You're the sweetest, ya know that?"

"Don't tell anyone, Rumor's the only other person who knows."

"True dat." She snickers. "What do you need, the basics?"

My head snaps to hers. "Are you offering to help me?"

"Maybe." She cuts her eyes. "If it doesn't involve me going physically, I can place the order so you can pick them up."

I hold my fist up. "Sounds like a plan, love ya."

"I love you!" She yells as I take off toward the stairs to the apartment. "I'll text when it's ready, love you."

I hit the door in a frenzy, grabbing a trash bag and supplies. I clean or toss everything I touch. I'm so crazy, I even flip the mattress fearing if she ever comes up here, she'll know who's been in it.

I'm busy putting the sheets in the washer when there's a knock on the door. "Come in, I'm doing laundry and you shouldn't be walking up here."

"How else is a girl supposed to get to see you?" I whip around at the sound of Mena's voice.

"Hey, what are you doin' here?" I glance around knowing I'm trapped in the laundry room with her and although she's dirty enough to need a cleaning, I don't have time to deal.

She slides next to me. "I'm in need and you haven't called."

"I actually have some things going on and was about to leave, let me see you out." I duck past her, heading toward the front.

She jerks on my arm, trying to pull me back. "Ridge, I'm talking about sex!"

"I'm not! I gotta go and so do you." I point at the door.

She glares at me, fists on her hips. "I'm not going anywhere; we need to talk."

"About what, Mena?" I run my hand over my face, realizing this is all my fault and I'm an idiot. "Please don't say us."

She blanches. "What else is there? I want to know why Trixie was here the other night, are you seeing her?"

"I 'see' all kinds of people, but I'm not attached to anyone." I grip the knob, pulling the door open.

Her mouth drops before she suddenly finds all the words. "You asshole! We've been together for months and now you're saying we're not dating? Is this because of Trixie? You know she sleeps with anything that swings a dick!"

"Okay, I'll keep that in mind for future reference, but I still need you to go." I truly don't want to be rude, but she's leaving me with no other choice.

"Are you wanting to be with her?" She glares.

"No, and to be honest, I shouldn't have been with anyone until I got my own shit straight." I release a heavy sigh. "Listen, we've had fun, but I have no intentions of dating anyone."

"Now you tell me, we've been dating for months!" Her eyes are wide in disbelief. Good, because that makes two of us.

"We have not been dating, Mena, and you know it. We've been having fun, I never promised anything more." I lower my voice, hoping to help curb her response. "That's all this has been, and you know it."

She grabs a bottle off the table, hurling it at my head. "You son of a bitch, I hate you!"

"Hey!" I dodge it in the nick of time as it hits the wall and smashes into a million pieces. "Seriously, what the fuck was that? Stop acting like a child!"

"You better get a good look, once I leave, I'm never coming back!" She flips me off on her way out.

I slam the door shut, loathing my stupid choices. "For the love of Elvis and peanut butter banana sandwiches, that was bad." I step over the glass to go find a broom and dustpan.