Is He That Guy?

Dana

His expression tightened. "What about me?"

I was expecting a different response, but I got somewhere between tense and put off. For some strange reason, it agitated me. Maybe I just needed to be direct with him. He was my lover, my boyfriend and soon to be my best friend. I wanted everything clear between us.

"I'm moving past the shit with my sister for you. I'm thinking about transferring for you. So we can be together before May. That's too long. You know it is." I reached up and brushed my hair back, trying not to lose my nerve. "Are you getting past the rules of the university for me?"

He moved past me and opened the bathroom door. "It's not that easy. I'll explain."

I took his hand when he reached for me, because I wasn't sure what else to do. I'd just opened my legs like a whore in the bathroom for him. Sure, it was all for my own pleasure, but to have him not respond to my admission of love and then say that he wasn't going to reject the University rules for me?

Shit. Mayb