“Are you going to stay?” She asks, blinking up at me.
“If I stayed, I don’t think I’d be able to keep my word about dates first.” I admit. “You are like kryptonite to my resolve.”
Alyssa smiles sleepily, then yawns, covering her mouth.
“See, to bed with you, I’ll see myself out.”
She nods, relenting, and I head out.
When I get back to the frat house, after a bracing near-midnight walk home, I can’t help but notice Corbin and Hayley cuddled up on the couch. They’re not doing anything extraordinary, just watching a film on Netflix but I find myself wanting that.
They’re so loved up. Normally that wouldn’t catch my attention but tonight is different.
I could imagine cuddling up to Alyssa and watching something shitty on television. Would I even be bothered about what was playing in the background? Probably not. Having her in my arms tonight only seemed to worsen my craving for her. It wasn’t enough, I need more. But I want to make her comfortable. I don’t want to hurt her.
I don’t even know her but I know these thoughts I’m having would freak her the hell out.
