Sensitivity

"What have you done?"

Chapter IX

Jade

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I opened my eyes to see a bright light shining straight onto my face.

It was morning.

I stretched into the silk bed sheets I was on and turned to see the room completely empty.

I made my way out of the room and down the stairs. My vision fixed on a woman and man in the kitchen with their backs turned to me.

"JADE??" The woman turned around with shock filling her voice.

"Vanessa?"

"What the hell are you doing here, J?"

I wanted to ask the same question but this whole situation felt weird.

"No way you did my brother," she shouted with a faint smile across her face.

"Your what?"

Roman and Vanessa look nothing like each other...

Their last names were different as well.

"Woah Roman no way you have taste, I can't say the same for you Jade."

"We didn't have sex," Roman voiced turning off the stove.

"I don't believe you."

"She's in my advanced accounting class, we did an assignment, it got late and she slept over. Can't two people of opposite genders with no relation spend time together alone without being intimate? You think so poorly of your friend?"

He said that with so much ease I almost forgot we did anything last night. Why would he even deny what happened?

"I feel manipulated into feeling guilty."

"Damn." She exclaimed once more.

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Roman plated Mac and Cheese with a side of nuggets and placed it onto the island.

"Have something to eat," he stated, gesturing towards the dish.

I made my way to the counter and sat on the barstool to the far right.

"Shit. I gotta go. I have a class in 30 minutes."

She took up a bag which I'm guessing had food inside and kissed Roman on the cheek and blew me a kiss before running to the front door.

Roman cleaned up the counter and the dishes as I sat there silently. The only sound echoing was me chewing and the little sounds of the plates hitting each other.

I watched as his toned arms moved around scrubbing the dishes and how his back tensed when he made more fixed movements.

Roman turned on the faucet and washed his hands before drying them and turning to face me.

"How is it?" he questioned, folding the cloth and placing it on the counter.

I almost choked as my throat started to tighten as the prolonged silence had suddenly been broken.

"You okay?"

Roman chuckled as he walked over to the fridge and grabbed a small bottle of water and made his way to me.

He placed the water down on the counter beside my plate standing behind me. He moved my hair away from my neck as he leaned down and kissed it.