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Why had I agreed to stay the night? I had gone completely delusional.
“Addie, relax.” I heard Morgan say with a smile in his voice.
“What? I am relaxed.” No I wasn’t.
“No you’re not. I just wanted to have you over. I always have friends over.”
“We’re friends?”
“I’d like to think so.”
I didn’t care if he said we were friends and just friends. I had to get to know him more. I wanted to get to know him more.
I nodded and smiled.
“So, what movie?”
“Oh, uh I don’t care. Just nothing scary.”
He chuckled and I flashed him my serious face. “I’d protect you.”
And with those words, every motive I had of just staying friends with him had destroyed. I wanted him and I wanted him right then. Then I looked to the left of his bed and saw a nightstand with a picture of a happy Morgan and a beautiful woman in a white wedding dress standing on the beach. At that moment, I had snapped out of my little fantasy and returned to reality.
“Well, like I said nothing scary,” I said with a smile.
“Fine.”
He popped in the movie “Just Friends”. How ironic?
We were about forty minutes through our movie when I heard his phone ringing. We had been lying on his bed pretty close to each other until that moment.
“I’ll be right back; I got to take this call.”
I nodded and sat up a bit. He was standing just outside his bed room door so I could still hear what he was saying.
… “Hey, Lauren, how’s your trip so far?”
Lauren? Hmm, that must be his wife.
…“Yeah, that’s good. Oh, just at the house, Nick’s here for the night.”
So I’m Nick? Well, honestly I could be whoever the hell he wanted me to.
…”I know. I miss you, too. Okay, well goodnight. Yeah, love you, too.”
I heard him coming back so I got comfortable again and acted like I hadn’t been listening.
Why was I feeling so guilty? I mean, he said we’re just friends, so I shouldn’t, right? I mean he did lie to his wife, though.
I don’t know what time I had passed out but when I finally woke up I could see that it was obviously morning because the sun was shining through Morgan’s bedroom windows.
I looked to my right and saw a half-naked Morgan next to me.
Oh shit.
Not only was this a man that was half-naked next to me, but it was a married man. And to make matters worse, a married man who was my English professor.
I looked down at myself and saw I was still full dressed, thank God.
I stood up and was about to leave as someone busted through his bed room door.
Oh shit, again.
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