"Genna's recital is today and I told my sister we would go." I look over at Adam, shuffling through old papers, he has a pair of glasses hanging at the edge of his nose and I get the impulse to push it back.
"Today? I have work and then we were supposed to go to that dinner thing with George and Abby."
"When did we schedule that?"
"Last week," I tell him. "I put it in your phone so you wouldn't forget."
"Shit!" He sighs, rubbing his palm against the base of his forehead. I don't go and comfort him, knowing that his temper is a broken fuse box- it could spark at any moment. Instead I sit there with this book in my lap and highlight.
"We could cancel." I say after a moment of silence. "Genna is more important than George and Abby." In the corner of his eye I see the sliver of gold stab at my face.
"Is that something you want to do?"
I shrug,"I want you to be happy." He sits the papers down and climbs over my feet, sliding along side me in bed, kissing my cheek.
"Im always happy seeing you." I wilt at his voice. I shouldn't smile at him like that, I know but I'm conflicted between not hurting him and not hurting Matty and that's a hard war to win with me being the opponent.
He kisses me and I try my best to kiss him back with half the passion he puts into my flesh. His hands go crazy at the loop in my belt like he's never touched cold metal before and I stop him.
"I should go get ready," I get out between our lips. "Want as much time as I can get."
"It's fine, it doesn't start until 6, you-we have three hours.."
"I know but I have to take a shower and do my hair. It'll take a while. Plus I have to go to work."
He finally gives, siting back down with his hands in his hair.
"Are you okay?" He asks.
"I'm fine." I tell him. Shutting the bathroom door behind me, I take a breath.
I turn on the shower head and crouch down on the floor, taking my phone out and find Matty's number. He answers on the first ring.
"Hey." I smile at his voice-so scratchy and beautiful.
"Hi."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I miss you." He chuckles on the other end, I can already tell he's smoking.
"I miss you too."
"Can I come over?"
"Of course, I'll leave the key in the pot by the door."
"Okay see you then."
"Bye." I hang up and stand up, finish taking a shower and get dressed. Adam is back at his papers when I step out, his glasses still hang from his nose.
"I'm leaving."
"Okay, have some fun for me."
"Will do." I laugh.
"Listen, Joclin. Is there something wrong? You seem, bothered."
"No, everything's fine. I'm just exhausted with this week." I lean down and give him a kiss on the cheek. "I'll be home by 6."
"Okay." He sighs. Our house, being in the upper heights give me an advantage on getting to Matty's quickly. When I arrive at his house I storm up the stairs and grab the key from the pot.
"Matty!" I call. The room is almost pitch black with the occasional flash from the TV.
"I'm up here." He calls back. I race up, meeting him at the top. "You're quick." He smiles, grabbing my chin and pushing it up so our lips meet.
