10 Years Later by J. Sterling

Author:J. Sterling [Sterling, J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00VCSPLB2
Publisher: J. Sterling
Published: 2015-03-28T00:00:00+00:00

Prom Nightmare

Cammie

We moved our conversation over to the living room after I insisted on cleaning off the table.

“Please let me do the dishes,” Dalton said, but I swatted him away and shoved him toward the couch.

“It’s literally two plates and two wineglasses. I think I can handle it.”

“You’re so damn stubborn,” he said with a whine as he tossed the empty wine bottle into the trash.

“And you’re bossy,” I shot back, not really meaning it. The truth was, Dalton wasn’t all that bossy, I just liked having a mouthy comeback. “Do you want some water? Or a soda or something? I don’t have much.” I knew I probably didn’t even have any soda in my fridge, but I offered it anyway and hoped he wouldn’t want one.

“Water would be great, thanks,” he responded from the couch.

After putting the dishes in the dishwasher, I pulled out two glasses and filled them with water. I grabbed the plate of cookies and some napkins, balancing the items as I walked toward Dalton. He hopped off the couch and grabbed the drinks from my hand before setting them down on top of the coffee table. The cookies followed close behind, along with a short stack of napkins.

“Am I allowed to eat these now?” He reached for one of the napkins and placed two cookies on it as I moved to sit down next to him.

“I should tell you no.”

“But you won’t.” He put over half of the first cookie in his mouth, moaning as he began to chew, and I had to force myself to look away from the faces he was making as he ate the damn thing. “This is so good,” he said after he swallowed, then popped the rest of it in his mouth and chewed it slowly as he closed his eyes.

“I can tell you like it.” I reached for my own cookie before breaking off a small piece. After swallowing it, I yawned. I couldn’t help it, but I knew Dalton was going to comment on it if I didn’t stop. It wasn’t my first yawn of the evening.

“Am I boring you?” he teased.

I knew it. “No. I just get really tired at night. I usually wake up around three thirty every morning since I need to be at work so early, so by the time evening rolls around, I feel like a zombie.”

His eyes widened a little and he leaned forward, as if to get up. “Do you want me to go?”

I tensed at the thought of him leaving and quickly said, “No. Not yet,” because I wanted to power through this night.

To be honest, I never wanted it to end. Getting clarification on everything that happened when we were kids was helping me tremendously. Even now, after all this time, hearing certain things helped to set my mind at ease, not to mention my heart. As much as I tried to believe that Dalton and what happened between us was firmly in the past, having him here and talking about us made it abundantly clear that I was still affected by him.

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