Ivy
What I'm doing right now feels like a moral grey area, a mix of wrong and right. The touch of Spencer's hand in mine sends chills down my spine, igniting something...but no, Ivy, I remind myself sternly, Jason is your boyfriend.
"You think pretty loudly too." Spencer remarks playfully.
"Wait what?" I say as I recollect my thoughts.
"Are you hungry?'' He changes the subject
"I am actually.''
"Let's get outta here.'' He says in his thick British accent and we hit the road in search of a decent place to eat.
"Can we have some burritos?'' I whisper, pointing at the food truck on the right.
"Anything you want.'' Spencer says and gives me a soft smile. "So burritos it is.'' He adds and parks the car near the truck.
"Yeah.'' I reply.
"So, Ivy... where do your parents live?" Spencer asks after returning to the car, holding two burritos.
"Mum and my younger brother live in New Jersey," I reply, keeping my tone plain. I'm not fond of discussing family matters.
"And your dad?" he inquires further.
"He passed away in an accident two years ago," I say, taking a deep breath to steady myself. "Can we talk about something else?" I quickly suggest, feeling the familiar ache in my chest.
"I'm so sorry Ivy I didn't mean to-
Before he could finish his sentence, an overwhelming impulse takes hold of me, and I lean in, brushing my lips against his. To my surprise, Spencer doesn't pull away. I feel the warmth of his hands as they gently reach for my cheeks, tucking strands of my hair behind my ear. The touch of his fingers sets my heart racing, a mix of rapid beats and a slow, steady rhythm.
I break the kiss, our foreheads still resting against each other. Spencer moves slightly upward, planting a gentle kiss on my forehead. His soft smile afterward sends my stomach into folds of anticipation.
"What was that miss Ivy?"
"Uh I-
Our moment is abruptly interrupted by the vibration of my cell phone.
"You can pick it up.'' Spencer suggests.
"Fuck it's Jason." I panic.
"Make something up.'' Spencer says plainly and turns his head towards the window.
"Hey Jason."
"Hey...Where are you? I'm outside.''
"You're outside? What do you mean?'' I say.
"Outside your dorm sweetie.''
"Why? I mean what? Wait....I thought you were at Samuel's.'' I stammer.
"What is up with you? Where are you?''
"I'm at a pharmacy." I lie.
"What happened? Is everything alright?''
"Just a cold. I'm on my way back. I'll be there in 15," I say, urging Spencer to start the car.
"Okay, see you," Jason replies before hanging up.
"Pharmacy? Splendid," Spencer remarks sarcastically. I feel a wave of guilt wash over me. I'm knowingly putting myself in this complicated middle position, not only lying to Jason but also hurting Spencer. Damn it.
"I'll clean up this mess," I say slowly, my voice heavy with regret.
"It's alright. We shouldn't have done this. You already have a boyfriend," Spencer replies, his tone filled with resignation.
"Uh... can you please stop the car? I can't handle this right now," I request, my emotions overwhelming me.
"Just five more minutes. I can't drop you off in the middle of the highway," he pleads.
"Do you regret it?" I ask, tears welling up in my eyes.
"Ivy, I don't regret it, but let's be practical. You have a boyfriend, and... let's just act like it never happened, okay? Getting involved with each other will only make things messy," he explains. I don't respond. I don't agree. Instead, I silently sob, waiting for the car to come to a stop so that I can get out.
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RomanceBefore I can complete my sentence, Spencer's lips gently meet mine. His hands glide into my hair, his touch sending shivers down my spine. The kiss, though brief, ignites a spark within me, leaving me feeling unsteady yet exhilarated. "WHAT THE FU...
