Me:With what? U can’t last that long with Wavy.
Memphis:With work, you idiot, and yes I fucking can.
Me:UR not with her.
Memphis:No, I had to make up my office hours.
Me:Damn it, U should have told me. I was eating at the quad.
Memphis:I told you at lunch.
I don’t remember him saying anything about it, but I probably wasn’t really listening. I thumb back to the other screen and tap her name.
Me:Will U pick me up?
Wavy Baby:Yes, where should I come?
Me:On my cock.
I delete that comment and text something else.
Me:SQ.
Wavy Baby:Be there in a few.
Me:Thx, baby.
I fill up the box with a bunch of stuff that’s ready to go and add a few cookies. I plan on claiming at least one of them, but she can have the rest.
I’m leaning against the brick wall when she pulls up in her slick Tesla about ten minutes later. I probably could have walked almost as fast. When I see her silver crutches propped up in the passenger seat, I realize what took her so long, and now I feel like shit.
I open the passenger door and lean my head down to look at her. “I’m a dick. I wasn’t thinking about your foot.”
“No, you’re not,” she chastises me. “I’m fine and so is my foot. I can’t sit home on my big butt for two weeks.”
“Hey now, why are you bringing one of my favorite parts of your body into this?”
“Get in the car, Oswald.” She clicks her tongue at me.
“Are you sure you don’t need me to drive?” I offer.
“You can if you want.” She reaches over for the crutches, but I beat her to it.
“I’ll bring them around.” I jog to the other side of her car, trapping her crutches under my arm, and help her out of the seat before placing them under her arms.
“Thank you.” She gives me a soft smile. I drop my lips to hers in a too short kiss, then follow behind her to make sure she makes it up on the curb and gets into the passenger seat okay. “I feel like we’re making a big deal out of nothing. Everyone is staring,” she mutters under her breath as I pass the crutches and my bags into the backseat. I grabbed a few more things from my dorm room, but the rest will have to wait until this weekend.
I didn’t even really notice the people around until she mentioned it. I hope it’s not me kissing her that made her wary. Just to make sure, I lean down close to her lips again with clear intention but hold back just enough so she has to lift up to capture my mouth, which she does easily. Good, I’m not planning on holding back my affection just because someone might see it.
“Buckle up, baby.” I close the door for her and round the car again to get behind the wheel. “I didn’t know Memphis wasn’t home. I was eating at the quad,” I tell her as I pull away from the curb.
“That’s okay, you don’t have to babysit me.”
“I know, but I would have come home after practice if I knew he wasn’t there. Did they get your power fixed?”
“Not yet. Bates had me call again. It said it should be restored tonight by like nine PM.” She sighs.
“He was already there?”
