Page 39 of Kisses
Lyla
Once the guys leave, it is back to study time. We are midway through the semester and there is so much to do yet. All my classes for next semester ? my final semester ? are all set up. I have been looking into internships but am not really sure where I want to go. I was able to land a spot on the university’s newspaper. Not sure how I did that, but I did. It’s nothing too big. It’s just reporting incidents on campus. It is a start in the right direction. I will take it.
Kandace comes walking over to our study table. She asks, “Whatcha doing, my friend?”
I smile, “Oh, you know, the typical, researching my mother’s killer.”
She shakes her and says, “You will never stop, will you?”
“No. It’s not like I am going to get answers. Believe it or not, writing about that day, writing about the courage my mother had against such an evil individual, it’s been somewhat therapeutic.”
“You’re weird.”
“Your point?” I pause and then ask, “So, what’s the scoop with Todd and you?”
“Well, that didn’t take long for you to ask?”
“You know I did that for you.”
She smiles, “Yeah, I know. I appreciate it. We are going to try and get to know each other. We both agree that we might have to keep it on the down low. However, we feel that since we are in two completely different departments AND different spots on campus, it wouldn’t be too obvious.”
“Aren’t you lucky?”
“Ugh. Snarky, aren’t we.”
“Yeah. I might be a little jealous about it.”
“Why is that? I mean, you’re doing exactly what you wanted.”
I sigh, “Kandace, I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I like him.”
“What? Really? My best friend actually likes someone?”
I sense the sarcasm in her tone.
“Ha. Ha. He made breakfast for me. I told him about my mother.”
“Wait? What? You told him about your mother? Are you okay?”
“I know, it’s totally unlike me. He knows about my family dynamics too.”
Kandace shakes her head and asks, “What’s going on with you?”
“To be honest, I have no clue,” I answer. That is the God's honest truth; I have no clue. Of course, my luck, it happens to be with someone who I technically can’t be with. That’s the part that sucks. I have always been about sex and lots of sex. It’s who I am. He was supposed to be a one-nighter. Then he shows back up in my life, as my professor. I am so drawn to him. No matter the fight I want to put up, he takes it in like a champ. I am beside myself. I cannot believe I am going to allow him to get to know me. In return, I will get to know him. What if I fall in love with him? Would I know it?