Boyfriend for the Weekend

Chapter 12: Getting To Know You

I'm not. I really am not.

But for you, I'll say that I am.

"No, you can stay here. Besides, if god forbid, somebody bursts in and sees you sleeping on the couch, what would they think right?"

She's rationalizing my sleeping beside her.

That is so nice.

We're lying side by side in the king sized bed, laughing at the stupid things we've done as kids, teenagers, as adults.

She propped up on one elbow.

"Why is the Aventador matte gray?"

I shrugged,

"No particular reason. I just thought the usual glossy finish was too usual. You know?"

"There is nothing usual about a Lamborghini Aventador, Oliver."

"I guess you can say that."

"so why matte gray?"

I laughed, why is she so persistent?

"All the other matte colors weren't doing it for me but when I saw the gray, I was sold."

She paused for a second,

"So you bought it and the color was already matte?"

"Nope. Had it painted the day I went to your office, actually."

She looked confused.

"After I asked you to be my pseudo boyfriend?"

I nodded, looking up at the ceiling.

She sat up, looking at the impending dawn. I turned to check my phone, 5:09 am.

We've been talking for that long?

She turned to me and started getting under the covers.

"Ava, how come you never talk about your mother?"

"Why talk about someone who wasn't even there most of the time? There won't be much to say."

"My mother was the same," I added.

"Your mother was an alcoholic?"

I was stunned. And I bet my face showed it.

She turned away and crawled under the covers.

"Yeah, didn't think so."

"One last question Oliver."

"Okay."

"Did you have a pet growing up?"

"I did. A German Shepherd named Max. Why?

She shrugged, "Didn't think you'd be the type to keep pets."

"Why not?"

"I thought you couldn't keep anything alive for more than two weeks. Your relationships seem to have that shelf life."

That stung a little bit.

"I'm glad that you revere me so much."

"Max was alive for 12 years, by the way." I continued.

She rolled her eyes and sat up.

"Did you and Todd have pets growing up?"

"No. Mom's allergic so we never had any pets."

"Did you want any pets?"

"Todd and I wanted to have a dog. We begged our father but mom had allergies. So no pets for us."