You + Me = ?

The Wave Equation

January 2016

Why do I always find myself in these weird situations?

I moan once again, my fifth fake moan for the morning, I sigh as he finally pulls out, I had to force myself not to roll my eyes as he lay beside me breathing rather heavily. I close my eyes briefly as regret washes over my body at the thought of what I just did.

"Wow, that was mind blowing like always Xantina."

"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself Eric, it was exciting as always."

I get off the bed feeling much more miserable than how I initially felt last night, I should have said no to his dinner offer, and I really shouldn't have invited him back to my place. Then maybe I wouldn't have to experience whatever that was, I didn't even have an org*sm.

I pull a NASA shirt over my head as I pick up my laptop off the floor, my eyes meet Eric's blue ones in the mirror, and I immediately start to think about the last time I've had a proper orgasm. Was it two years ago? Damn, I need to find a better partner.

"Don't you ever take a break?"

I shake my head at his question, "this will be you in a few years, the work continues even after the building closes."

He raises his eyebrows at me, "what do I know? I'm just an accounting intern. You guys look like you have all the fun."

I scoff playfully, "yeah right, if I knew that being an aerospace engineer would take away my weekends, I would've chosen to study pathology instead."

He shakes his head at me as he gets off the bed and quickly dresses himself, I grab a few stray papers then head to my work space in the living room. At least there's something I can do that can erase the bad memory of the poor fuck I just had to endure.

"Is that something for work?"

I shake my head as he occupies the seat beside mine, "um no, we just launched the Jason-3 for things like ocean-surface observation," I click on the video, "now that I have some free time I can work on my baby."

"Whoa," he draws closer as he watches the simulation that was emailed to me this morning, "isn't this like advanced AI? Did you do this?"

I shrug, "I've been working on the specs, algorithms and programs for about two years now."

He leans back and gives me an amazed stare, "that's really something else Xantina, but what are you going to do with it?"

I tilt my head as I look at the simulation of the finished product that is my headache, Pro X. "Give it away."

I get up from my seat and walk over to the kitchen of my apartment, Eric follows closely behind me like a lost puppy. "You're joking right? If you actually build this yourself, do you know how much money you could make? Along with the recognition?"

I sigh, "it costs much more to even put together, I built a smaller prototype version of it a few years back, that alone cost me almost half of my trust fund. My parents were not happy."

He groans, "but giving it away?"

I shrug, "well, when it's done it'll cost about three hundred thousand dollars as a direct sale," his eyes widen, "relax Eric, I know how to make money, don't worry, I got this."

I make a quick breakfast for the both of us and he eats in silence, I don't mind his lack of communication at the moment. We think differently so sometimes it's hard for me to even follow his meaningless conversations.

For the weeks that followed, I saw much more of Eric, it was a bit weird at first since he's such a momma's boy. I thought that he finally got tired of visiting his mother every other weekend when he showed up to my apartment more often.