Queen II Barzal

Chapter Seven: Shreya

Flashback:

"I can't believe Bela and Mat are getting married!" I said, getting my clothes for me to change into.

"I know, it's some pretty serious stuff... being married and all," Ethan said.

"They can handle it," I told him. "They're soulmates,"

"Yeah, I could tell by the way he looks at her," Ethan said.

"They really are perfect," I said. "Well, I'm gonna shower from you splashing me before,"

He rolled his eyes and smiled.

"Hey, it was pretty fun, though," He said, taking off his wet shirt.

I smiled before going to the bathroom to shower. When I was done, I dried my hair and got dressed.

"Finally," Ethan said as I got out of the bathroom. "I thought you would never leave,"

"Well, I'm out now," I said, gesturing for him to take his turn for the bathroom.

He went to the bathroom and I plopped myself on the bed. I turned on the TV to Impractical Jokers. I cuddled under the covers because I was cold, even though Ethan was supposed to have the pull-out couch tonight. When he got out of the bathroom, he stared at me blankly.

"I thought it was my night to get the bed," He said.

"I'm not moving," I said sternly.

He sat next to me after pushing me to one side of the queen mattress.

"I'm not moving either," He told me.

He looked at the TV.

"Shit, I love this show!" He said.

When it got to a commercial, I asked about hockey, which is something I don't do often.

"How's hockey going now that you don't have the cast?" I asked.

"Well, it's the off-season, so I haven't really got much action yet," He said. "But sometimes we meet up for practice and workouts, so it's cool,"

"Meet any hot chicks?" I asked.

"Nope," He said.

"Maybe you should get out more," I suggested.

"The guys on my team are adults and shit," He said.

"Aren't you an adult, too, E?" I asked.

"Yeah, but they're like mature adults," He said. "They don't really go to parties or anything because they're basically all married,"

"So, not as much sex and parties as you hoped?" I asked.

"Nope," He said. "Not even close,"

I looked at him and shook my head.

"How about you?" He asked. "Any hot guys?"

"Nope," I said.

"Interesting," He laid down on the bed.

"Not that I need any guys or anything," I said. "I'm fine with being single and stuff,"

"I kinda want a girl, though," He told me. "One who I could spoil, you know, someone who gets me,"

"Thinking of anyone in particular?" I asked.