Bedroomies - Episode 9
by Chris Marie Green
Jenna slowly walks down the sidewalk to her building, carrying a bag from the market.
Expertly texting with one hand, she sends out a message to Heather.
Happy weekend.
VERY happy. I just met a guy at the coffeehouse!
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Am I rubbing salt in your wound?
No. Itā€™s not your fault that two weeks have gone by and I havenā€™t called Adam and he hasnā€™t called me.
I still donā€™t have the guts to do it, and it looks like heā€™s really done with me.
I canā€™t believe he hasnā€™t said another word about it.
Jenna slumps into her building and takes the elevator.
Totally my fault. But letā€™s talk happy things. Whatā€™s up with this mystery man of yours?
Heā€™s coming back with coffee now. Text you later with the deets?
Please do. Fingers and toes crossed for you, baby.
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Jenna swallows hard as she walks down the hall then enters her place.
She sets down her bag filled with ingredients for the loneliest dinner imaginable.
With her phone in hand, she wanders to the door of Adamā€™s old bedroom.
To call or not to call? Thatā€™s always the questionā€¦
I decided to come here so you couldnā€™t hang up on me this time.
She drops her phone and whirls around toward his voice.
Adam is on the sofa, his brown hair tussled, his green eyes intense as he holds up some keys.
Heā€™s wearing faded jeans and a Han Solo tee shirt that clings to his every muscle.
Adam?
You donā€™t have to say anything.
Not when the look on your face already says it all.
He stands and tosses the keys onto the sofa.
Youā€™ve got this expression that tells me youā€™ve missed me as much as Iā€™ve missed you.
One that says you remember what we were to each other before this whole tie incident.
Donā€™t look away from me, Jen. Can you tell me why you shut down on me like that?
I donā€™t want you toā€¦
Think the worst of you?
Why would I do that when weā€™ve only gotten started?
Shocked, she locks gazes with him. Thereā€™s a fire in his eyes that sears her.
Her vision starts to blur.
Oh, shit. Donā€™t cry.
Iā€™m trying not to.
But itā€™s hard to believe that you donā€™t care that I kept mementos of you in my closet.
And that I used a specific memento in someā€¦very interesting ways.
I even took selfies of all those ways.
You sure did.
Go ahead. Tell me Iā€™m a weirdo.
Doesnā€™t knowing that I used your tie that way make you squirm?
He shakes his head and, grinning, begins to slowly walk toward her.
Jennaā€™s pulse trembles.
Now that you know Iā€™m not the innocent nerd you always fantasized aboutā€¦
Do you really still want me?
He keeps closing the distance between them.
Defense mechanisms.
What?
Youā€™re still throwing a ton of excuses at me.
Adamā€¦
Heā€™s so close that she has to lift her face to look up into his heated gaze.
You donā€™t have to do this. That wall youā€™re building doesnā€™t have to be real.
Iā€™M real, Jen.
His voice is a ragged whisper.
Jesus, do you know how special and sexy you are to me?
And itā€™s because of the things that make you different from everyone else, like your brains. Your heart.
Your mementos.
So youā€¦donā€™t think Iā€™m weird?
Hell no.
I mightā€™ve been attracted to your shyness and nerdiness at firstā€¦
But your kinks are what really get me.
I just wish you were more comfortable with me so you wouldnā€™t be skittish any longer.
He thumbs away a tear from her cheek as an emotional ache twists in her chest.
Just the thought of never seeing you again kills me.
Especially over something that I absolutely accept about you.
Can I cry ā€” now?
Why would you want to do that?
She grips his tee shirt, pulling him a little closer.
Because I never thought Iā€™d hear anyone say these things to me.
She slips her hands around his waist, hardly believing sheā€™s touching Adam.
He cups her face in his hands.
Thereā€™s another thing I came here to say.
What?
I love you, Jenna. Every part of you.
Including the things Iā€™ll discover about you from now on.
Oh, Adam.
I love you, too. Always have, always will.
He pulls her to him for a breath-stealing kiss.
Itā€™s intimateā€¦hotā€¦longā€¦
And promises many more fantasies.
He keeps holding her so close that she can feel his heartbeat.
Now for the question of the decadeā€¦
Mmm?
What other toys do you have in that closet of yours?
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