I looked at Q, trying to process what he had just said. Wondering if I should even believe his words after everything that Sal had just warned me about. I hated the fact that as soon as we had gotten away with one glitch, another one would rear it's ugly head straight after.
"What's wrong, why are you looking at me like that?" Q asked.
"Nothing"
"Because I buy that. Fess up"
"It's just..should you really be saying that?"
"That I won't ditch you?" he asked, confused as to which part I was referring to.
"Kind of, yeah. Because it's me? What difference does that make? It's not gonna make your commitment issues suddenly disappear."
"What commitment issues?"
"Sal sai.."
"Since when are we listening to what Sal says all of a sudden? Don't you remember yesterday? When he was telling us to call it a day? He's planting pointless shit in your head to keep you away. I thought you were smart enough to see that."
"Oh wow, thanks" I raised my eyebrows in disbelief.
"Not..what I meant."
"Then how was it supposed to be said?"
Q scrunched his face up out of frustration.
"I want you, Jess. I don't know if you've realized but..I'm fucking obsessed with you... In the least concerning way possible" he tried to lighten the conversation, something he seemed to do well whenever something wasn't going so great involving the both of us.
"Really can't be serious for five minutes?" I shook my head, letting out a small giggle, even though I too, was just as frustrated.
"Apparently not" he shrugged.
I smiled, but still remained quiet. I had no idea where this was going. This conversation was more up and down then our whole friends with benefit type situation. He turned towards me on the couch, tugging my knees so I was facing him.
"You want serious? Come back to New York with me."
"What?" I almost choked on the air I breathed. How on earth could I do that? For one, he'd be going back with the guys. And secondly, how in any way, shape or form was that a subtle way to keep whatever it is that we had a secret.
"Just for a couple days, c'mon. It'd be fun. Think about it, no one to disturb us... not having to even leave bed, nothing."
"Aw yes, that sounds like so much fun! And maybe we could possibly ask Sal to join us when he catches us again!" I said with thick sarcasm. Q groaned loudly, leaning his head back. I know that I was being difficult, but I was also being practical. He always lived in the moment. I however, thought about what would happen after and the consequences if anyone else were to find out. One of us had to think about the complicated stuff, no?
"How about we listen to me for once. This is getting way too complicated. This was supposed to be the two of us, hooking up whenever we both had the time, am I correct or am I not?" I asked him.
"That was the plan, yeah."
"Then what are we still doing here? Cause the last time I checked..the house is empty, and you're finally not at work.." I began to run my finger up his arm and over his chest, resting my hand on his pec. "I mean, we can either stay here and talk about our feelings like a couple of 8th grade girls..or we could put our energy to something a lot more fun. What'd you say?" rubbing my finger in a slow circle on his chest.
He just looked at me, before standing up and pulling me up along side him. He turned his body, before bending slightly and throwing me over his shoulder. His unexpected action caused me to errupt into laughter as he bolted for the stairs.
