Inevitable

xxiii: judgment

I didn't kiss him again. Three days and I have kept my resolve to not kiss him again. How many times have I thought about it? I lost count after it hit a hundred. All I have to do is look at his face, and my thoughts go straight to our heated make-out session.

Blake is having the time of his life. He gets to annoy me without even saying a single word. I can't help the curse that leaves my mouth upon seeing that stupid grin of his because it makes his dimples pop more prominently. It's been a torture to sit across him every day.

I'm so glad it's the weekend and I have gone back to ignoring him. He's any way on campus from Monday to Thursday next week. He has some assessments and lectures to cover up which he missed earlier. He explained it to me and being a student intern, the company anyway cannot argue with it. He'll just have to work extra days to cover up for the missing days.

After leaving his apartment, I went straight to Genesis. She provided me with much needful escape for some fifteen minutes before Blake's face kept flashing in front of my eyes.

"Hey, Olivia and Sam are coming over tonight, no?" Nick asks me as he pours himself a glass of orange juice on Saturday evening.

"Myra too. Everyone should be here in an hour," I tell him, munching on the fries as I sit in front of the television, watching reruns of Friends while chilling on my recliner.

Best day ever. Except for Blake's annoying face in my head. His thought makes me bite harder on the fries.

"Ow!" I yell when I end up biting on my tongue. "Fuck."

"What's wrong?" Nick comes by my side in a second. "Are you okay?"

"I bit my tongue." I complain, scrunching up my face in pain. He gives me a look before flicking at my forehead, making me swat his hand away. "Ow again. What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"Drama queen. Actually, my friends are coming over too. We'll try to stay in my room, alright?"

I scowl at him. "Don't be ridiculous. We all get along. They can hang here."

"Are you sure?" He asks me, "Blake will be here too."

"He told you." I groan, causing Nick to laugh loudly as he nods. "He's an idiot."

"Well, can't argue with that. But can't say I didn't see it coming." He shrugs before standing up to go to the kitchen again.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Have you ever heard the two of you talking? I have. There's so much sexual tension between you both, I can cut it with a knife." He scoffs, sipping on the juice before putting the glass in sink.

"Hold on. What?" I gape at him. "That's so not true."

"Ask your friends if you don't believe me."

"But you're my friend." I pout at him dramatically, making him roll his eyes. "It's stupid. It's not going to happen again."

"Sure." He laughs loudly. "That's what you said last time."

"Oh my god. That little bitch. He told you everything?" I stare at him in shock. "What is wrong with him?"

Nick looks so amused as he continues to move around the kitchen. "He can't shut up about you, that's new for Blake."

"I don't like the sound of that." I muse, going back to eating before I look at him. "But what does he say?"

Nick snickers at my question, shaking his head. "Listen to yourself!"

I gasp at him dramatically. "I'm just curious."