Insulted

Matt

"You're really pretty when you smile like that. You should do it more often." I took another drink of my drink too.

"Thank you, but get back to the fucking. Was it awesome?"

"Yes. Fucking usually is." I pulled my straw out of the cup and used it to scoop up whipped cream. "I left on Monday morning without saying goodbye."

"Why?" Her voice hardened. "Like you snuck out while she was still in the bed?"

"No. I passed out on the couch the last night we were together and woke up the next morning to a stiff note from her. It was very business-like." I shrugged. "I left and headed home with the intent to call her, but I didn't."

"Let me ask again. Why? That's an extreme insult to a woman, Matt."

"I'm realizing that now." I glanced up and let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding. "I was scared, fuck, I still am. It's not like one weekend in her arms is going to change that."

"You gotta get over this jacked up commitment phobia thing you have going on." She reached out and touche