“What am I supposed to do all weekend if you’re gone?”
I shrug. “Visit your family? Spend time with Mal?”
His bottom lip juts out, and I turn my gaze back to my book. I will not invite him. I’ve already grown too close. And the rooming situation while I’m away doesn’t help either.
Fuck. Why do I feel obligated to let him know these little parts of me? I shouldn’t. We’re nothing more than roommates with benefits. It’s all we’re allowed to be.
But still, I know Caleb won’t like any of this, and it’s causing me undue stress thinking of how he’ll react when I tell him.
If I tell him.
“Something’s up. What is it?” he asks.
I eye him. “Why do you ask?”
“You’re acting shady.”
A scoff escapes me. “I don’t act shady.”
“Yeah, man. You do. You are right now. What don’t I know?”
I clear my throat and run a hand through my hair. “Nothing important.”
“Whit…” he says, his voice a warning.
I don’t like that sound. Don’t want him upset with me, so I sigh. “I’m staying with Magnus. We’re sharing a room.”
“That so?” His brow furrows, and I see something flicker across his face.
He’s upset by this information. Not that he has any right to be. We’re not…
We can’t ever be…
But still I say, “Yes, but there’s nothing to worry about. Not that I expect you to worry. I know this is just casual between us.”
An eyebrow rises. “I would prefer it if you didn’t fuck him, Whit. Despite howcasualthis is.”
The way he says that back to me. I don’t like the way it sounds coming off his lips.
“I don’t plan on it.”
“Good.”
“That all?” he asks, and I sigh.
Oh fuck, he doesn’t need to know…
“My ex will be there as well,” I add, against my better judgment.
He shifts on the couch and stares at me.
“And that’s an issue because?”
I roll my lips between my teeth. “We’ve made plans to grab dinner together one night.”
“That so?” he says, and I can’t help but set my Kindle down with a little too much force.
“Stop saying that. It’s aggravating. If you must know, we made plans to meet up before this…thing with you and me happened. I didn’t want to cancel.”