His Guilty Pleasure

Chapter Eighteen

I had a good day with Joe. Everything is as normal as it was before.
After breakfast, he showed me around an art museum and he bought me a Nikon camera. We grabbed dinner at a jazz restaurant and the ride home was filled with our laughter. So different from yesterday. I feel confused but I don't complain. I just wish he'd kiss me. All he does is hold my stupid little hand. It's agitating and I want to pull his lips to mine.
"You're thinking again." He whispers in my ear. I shiver as we step out the elevator and head toward his apartment.
"I a-am not."
There's a loud tv and laughing trailing from inside.
"I guess Luke threw a party." I shrug.
"This is why I need my spare key back. What if me and you were having sex and he tried this."
Oh my. I blush bright red.
"I-uh."
He laughs and I punch him in the arm. We walk in and there's a rolling bundle on the floor.
"Luke you better not be having sex on my Prêttÿ Rug." Joe growls. A head pops out the blanket and I squeal.
"Lizzy!"
"Danielle! I missed you! I was outside that apartment waiting and Lu showed up saying he knows you."
I pull her into my arms, bouncing up and down.
"Wait, Luke how do you know her?" Joe asks, still staring at his precious rug.
"Just met her." Luke shrugs, stretching.
"But y'all were cuddling.." I say.
"So?" They say in sync. Joe heads to his room, I'm assuming, and Luke follows.
"So, you like him?" Lizzy asks, pulling me to sit down.
"I think we are friends."
"Just friends?"
"We kissed once."
I guess it was more than a kiss to me.
"How old is he?"
"Not too old."
"Whats the problem then?"
Beside him being Davie's friend, everything and nothing. I sigh, looking at the tv screen. I dont like to think of me and Joe together. It'll get you hurt.
"He's confusing."
"Well guess what."
"What?"
"Luke isn't confusing and he adores me. I was here to see you while I visit my grandparents, who I don't actually want to visit, but lied to see you! But there's been a chance of plans."
I laugh, hugging her again. I want to be back home with dad.
"Lizzy, can we cuddle now?" Luke groans. I roll my eyes as she stands up, walking off.
"Coming Skywalker." She calls.
Once again, I'm the lonely one.