It’s been about three weeks since Jess broke up the wedding.
Roxi’s moved in with two friends from work, and Jordan rolls his eyes every time Charlie talks about meeting a potential roommate or checking out a place.
She always comes back.
No matter how great the person is, they’ll never be as great as waking up next to Jordan every morning, and she’s somehow become his live in girlfriend without actually giving him any of the good girlfriend bits. She’s scared to ask him how he feels about that.
They’ve spent every day together, even more time while she was on winter break, except for Christmas day where they separated to be with their families. Charlie hasn’t told her parents she’s living with a boy, or that she’s no longer living with Roxi and is looking for an apartment. That's a lecture she'd rather not deal with right now, thanks.
“I’ve kind of accidentally become your flat mate.” She said, throwing herself on the couch and closing her laptop so she wouldn’t have to look at the apartment listings anymore.
“I’m alright with that” he said, sitting next to her with a plate full of the lasagna she’d made them for dinner last night.
“I should be paying rent or something”
“Just keep making me dinner” he said, flipping the station.
“Isn’t it weird to you though? I mean I sleep in your bed, that’s got to be seriously throwing off your game with your groupies” She expected him to laugh, but he didn’t
“You really don’t get it to you? Like, you’re actually oblivious to this whole thing?” he asked, leaning forward to set down his unfinished plate.
“what?” this must be serious, he never sets food aside.
“I like that you’re here Charlie, I want you here. I like spending all my free time with you, I like eating all the ridiculously good foods that you cook, I like hearing you sing in the shower and I like waking up beside you. I like you. Is any of this sinking in? Does it mean anything?” He had turned to face her and had reached for her hand. She looked in those incredible blue eyes.
“If you're saying that I’ve obliviously been your girlfriend for the last two months and we haven’t been making out constantly, I’m going to punch you in the stomach and then kiss you senseless” He smiled and his eyes sparkled,
“That’s not exactly, but yeah” he laughed. She started to move forward to kiss him, but the phone ringing interrupted her. She heard Jordan sigh as he got up and went to get his phone off the counter.
“Lo?.. yeah, I’m Jordan Bennett... ... how bad is it?... yeah, I’ll be there” he hung up and disappeared down the hallway, reappearing wearing a hoodie and shoes. She got up off the couch going over to him as he picked up his keys off the kitchen island.
“Asher broke up a fight in the bar. He’s in the hospital, they wouldn’t tell me how bad it was” he explained and she nodded. He ducked his head down, pressing a soft kiss against her lips, but it obviously wasn’t enough because before she could take a breath, he’d grabbed her hips pressing her body against his and was kissing her harder. She responded immediately, their lips moving together. It was hot and passionate and too much but not enough.
“Fuck” he breathed, his forehead pressing into hers. They were both breathless.
“I have to go” he said, but he wasn’t moving.
“I’ll be here” she promised, even though she didn’t need to. He shoved her against the wall, kissing her with a deep, desperate hunger, his lips pressing hard into hers, his hard, solid body against hers and then suddenly he was gone. His lips ripped away from hers and he was out the door before she had the chance to open her eyes.
