"I still feel like we should have brought something," I said as we pulled up to Chris's house.
“Well you wanted to bring wine but neither of us can buy it so…” he said stating the obvious.
“I know but it just seems like if you go to someone's house for dinner you're supposed to bring something.”
I gaped at the house, well it was a mansion really. We got out of the cab and walked toward the door and it immediately flew open.
Mary stood in the doorway just beaming, “we're so happy you could make it!“
As if I had much of a choice, I thought to myself.
She practically jumped on Fletch, giving him a hug. He
Tuesday was finally here and I was a nervous wreck. I was dressed in my most “adult” looking outfit, which Fletch said looked like a job interview suit so I was feeling pretty good.I had already emailed some of my latest work to the professor. I didn’t even notice I was shaking until Chris snatched my hand and held it in his.“Calm down Rae, he’s just a person like anyone else,” he said with a smile.“Yeah yeah sure, easy for you to say,” I whispered.The call started up and the Swedish translator was going on and on, I had no idea what they were saying. Suddenly, there he was, Dr. Karlsson, looking like Einstein. He basically was Einstein to me, and to so many.
The next couple of weeks were just kind of a blur --- summer semester and my Fletcher. Dad was already trying to arrange Christmas break, as Erik was going to get leave and he would have us both home at the same time. Dad was also adamant I bring Fletch home with me, and I wasn’t sure I was ready for that.I never got any resolution with Dr. Karlsson, he had not been in touch with us at all. I felt robotic, just going through the motions but not actually enjoying life. The monotony of things came to a halt one late Thursday afternoon when I got back from class to find Fletch in my room with two suitcases.I noticed that one of them was mine.“Are you leaving me,” I said with a raised eyebrow.Fletch laughed, “we’re bo
The weekend away was exactly what we both needed. I was sometimes so caught up in the grown-up business of school, of thinking already about my career, about how Fletch and I would manage if his NFL dreams came true.I forgot that we are both still horny college kids and we have to work out our urges. It was by far and away, the best weekend of my life. We walked on the beach, hand-in-hand and played in the water. We tried to build a sandcastle, but it was a big fail.We had a couple of really incredible meals when we could get out of the room long enough to eat. We basically humped like rabbits the entire weekend and it was unbelievable. I was absolutely addicted to him. I was addicted to the high I had with him, and the confidence he gave me.I have always had body issues and hated my size. But a
Chris got permission from some of my teachers to allow me to miss class here and there. I felt that I needed to give Dr. Karlsson my undivided attention while I had this opportunity. Fletch was incredibly happy for me but disappointed I was so occupied.When Noora met him, she was so obviously drooling. She immediately asked to come to one of his practices and I did find time to take her to one.The university had some kind of government contract for various things which had someone from the CIA and the NSA visiting on and off for the past couple of weeks. Noora and I tackled everything they gave us and blew through it like it was nothing.I felt more alive than I ever had, I felt like I had a bigger purpose. Dr. Karlsson loved his extravagant dinners and he kept insisting we go with him. I can onl
Fletcher went to see his mom later that evening. He was upset that the first time we met didn’t go so well. Fletch had spoken with his dad and they had already booked her a return flight for the next morning.They both felt nothing good would come of her staying any length of time and Fletch was embarrassed about how she acted, and knew she wouldn’t apologize.His dad talked to me a bit on the phone and it went infinitely better than with Bree. His dad seemed quite nice, and funny, I could tell Fletch got his swagger and romantic side from his dad.I went to meet up with Noora since she was leaving in a couple days. Dr. Karlsson, however, was staying through the end of the semester since apparently a “younger” science professor in her late 60’s caught his eye.As it tur
I had booked a flight home to Pennsylvania for Fletch and I the second week of December. Football season was not over, but apparently for Stanford it was -- I still didn’t fully understand it all and frankly, I zoned out most of the time he was talking about football. Much the same as what I did bored Fletch to death.As dad would say, “some days are a true test of your deodorant.” Well, that’s how I felt about bringing Fletch home. I was convinced he would probably leave me after this, and I was legit scared. We settled in our seats on the plane and I turned to Fletch and said, “you know we're going to have to get you a good coat as soon as we land, you're going to freeze your nuts off.” He laughed and said, “yeah I've never needed a winter coat before actually, I d
Being home was just stirring up feelings, Jace and Julia feelings. I tried to push them away, but I just couldn’t. The snow had melted and it was actually a heatwave, 41 degrees. I decided to get dressed and go, I felt like I would regret not going. I stopped at the gym and told Fletch I was going out to get dinner and run a couple errands. As I got to the cemetery, I fought with myself about even getting out. I dragged myself out after a few minutes and laid a towel in front of his grave and sat on it, indian style. I didn’t know what to say. So many of my visits here, usually resulted in bawling my eyes out, screaming. None of that was coming now. I heard a car approaching, but I didn’t bother to look. I just stared at his headstone, lost for words. I didn’t even notice someone standing
Fletch and I had been back at dad’s for a couple days and I was already dying to leave again. I didn’t say anything to Fletch about Corey, or where I actually went that day. Erik came in today and that made it tolerable but he was incredibly snippy with mom. Fletch and I were talking about going back a week earlier, and the thought of a week alone with him sounded like heaven, and the distraction I needed. I couldn’t focus, I just pictured Corey at a computer, stealing all of my intellectual property. I thought about how he said I was one of six people; me, Noora, Dr. Karlsson and an older man in China were among the top math people in the world I knew of, who else was there? Was he just pulling a number out of his ass? Fuck… I just needed a week alone in a room with my boyfriend screwing my brains out, or I was going to lose it. That