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Cuba
I couldn’t wait for the forty minutes to be up, I couldn’t wait to get away from her even more. I didn’t spare her glance as I packed up my stuff and got the hell out of there. I tried, I really did, until she brought up her going on more dates. Her going on a date with fuckface Aaron was more than enough for me. Although, it brings me great joy to know he thinks Bliss is or was involved with me, and her answer was even better, because she had no idea what she said.
It’s not until I’m lying in bed tonight that I start feeling bad for leaving the way I did.
Pulling out my phone, I send a text that I shouldn’t be sending but I do.
Me: Hey
Yeah, I’m off my game if all I can say is hey. I wish I could take that text back.
My phone vibrates.
Arrow: Let me guess, you’re canceling our next session already.
I wasn’t expecting her to text back so quick, and I didn’t think she saved my number last week. So, her text after the run in with Aaron, was a complete shock, to me.
Me: Actually, I was hoping to move it somewhere else. Not really feeling the library.
Arrow: Are you allergic to books?
I smile.
Me: You’re funny. Is there somewhere else we can do this? Maybe my place?
The text is sent before I can rethink it. I never invite a girl over for anything other than a sexual favor. Not only that, I was an asshole to her, and basically told her she would never get to know me, and now I’m inviting her over. I’m sure she’ll think I’m mental.
Arrow: I think not
Me: Just to study, promise.
Now I’m trying to convince her, great. I should just leave it alone. It’s a few minutes before my phone vibrates again.
Arrow: Fine, but under one condition.
Me: And what would that be, Arrow?
Arrow: Every session I get one random fact about the mysterious Cuba.
Of course. I should say hell no and I’ll stick to the library, but I don’t.
Me: Fine. See you Thursday.
I can’t believe I did that. I scroll through the short convo twice and face palm myself. Well, this was bound to happen. I knew I wouldn’t be able to stay away from her, now I just need to focus on not hitting on her and dragging her into my self-pity.
Lying back on my bed, I stare at the ceiling. This could be easy, she helps me, and I feed her useless information about myself. Simple. Yeah right. This was going to shit before it even started.
