Second Semester by Q. B. Tyler

Author:Q. B. Tyler [Tyler, Q. B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: A Campus Tales Story
Publisher: Q.B. Tyler
Published: 2018-11-14T16:00:00+00:00

Bambi: I’m going to go home and grab my stuff… I assume I can stay over?

Me: Yes. Get your sweet ass to my place now. Drive carefully.

I’m leaving the office when I catch a glimpse of Preston’s open door. He usually leaves before I do, wanting to be home for dinner with Viv, but now I have someone waiting to have dinner with me too. Jana was hardly ever home when I got there. She was either out shopping or at dinner with friends, or God knows where. More times than not, I came home to an empty house. Griffin would be at a friend’s house or after school activities, and then as he got older, out with friends or other social functions. That was when I started staying later and later at the office. Coming home to a house where everyone was already asleep felt a lot less lonely.

Serena wants to be there. She wants to be around. I take a few steps towards Preston’s office before I shake my head, not wanting anything to ruin my mood before I see Serena.

I’ll talk to him tomorrow.

I pick up a bottle of wine on my way home and decide to stop in the florist next door that I used to frequent. I can’t even remember the last time I bought flowers.

“Good evening, sir!” a short, middle-aged blonde woman chirps from the counter. “What can I get for ya?”

I start to say my regular: twelve long-stemmed red roses when something else catches my eye. I move towards the source of my intrigue and run my finger over a purple rose. Each rose in the arrangement is perfectly bloomed, each petal flawless and full.

“It’s the perfect bouquet. I haven’t seen one quite like it in a while. Purple roses mean enchantment.” She continues. “The giver seeks to express that they’ve fallen in love…perhaps at first sight. There’s a deep magnetism between the giver and receiver, perhaps something so powerful and profound neither understands.”

I scratch my beard as I glance around the room at all the other flowers. None of them say Serena. None of them explain my feelings for her.

Am I falling for her?

Have I already fallen?

Have I fallen in love with her without even having sex with her?

Holy shit, if I’m feeling like this now I’m going to become obsessed the second I fuck her.

Am I ready for this obsession to infiltrate my life?

Am I ready for the end of my friendship with Preston?

The questions are flying at me a mile a minute and the only thing I can think to do is smile. “These. I’ll take them.” I point at them and hand her my credit card. “All of them.”

“All?”

“However many you have. I’ll take them all.”

She smiles and moves back towards the register. “She’s a lucky girl.” Her cheeks blush and for the first time, it escapes me that a woman had possibly been flirting with me. Has she been checking me out this whole time?

Three hundred dollars and three dozen flowers later, I’m back at my house.

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