He sees me as a friend, and I need to remember that. Sure, he kissed me and I`m sure he finds me attractive at some level, but that`s only to be expected since we`re a guy and a girl sharing a house and spending all our time together.
Besides, he hasn`t been with another woman since I moved in, so I`m sure he`s a bit on edge.
„What`s wrong, don`t you like the movie?”
Of course he`d notice I'm not myself; we know each other well by now.
„It`s fine; I`m just a little tired. Also, I`m kind of full from the lasagna, so I`m not feeling the popcorn. You can have it if you want.”
„Nah, I`ve eaten more than enough tonight, and tomorrow I have practice. If I keep eating, I`m not going to be able to run or do anything.”
„I`ll eat it,” Ema says, eyeing the bowl greedily.
„Hey, I want some too. You need to share.”
„Fine, I`ll share, but we both get equal parts. No cheating, buttercup.”
„I resent you calling me a cheater; I`m a perfect gentleman.”
„You always cheat at monopoly.”
„No, I don`t; you`re just bloody awful at it. Seriously, never go into business.”
I look at the two of them, and I can`t help but be amused. Max is right; all the squabbling is a weird form of flirting.
They continue to rib each other, but I tune them out. I really am tired, and if it were just Max and me, I would have probably dozed off by now, but I`m actually glad we`re not alone because it`s clear I need to get my head on straight and get with the program. We`re friends.
Another hour passes until the movie finally ends, and Ema and Simon start saying their good-byes. So now there`s just the two of us again.
„That was fun,” I say as I start picking up the empty bowls and glasses.
„I`ll get that; you go to bed. You look like you`re about to fall asleep on your feet. ”
„I`m going to take you up on that offer; I`m tired as hell. I`ll reward you with an awesome breakfast in the morning.”
He waves me off like he doesn't care about breakfast, but I know better. The man loves his food.
„ `Night sunshine.”
„ `Night Sophie”
I want to ask him why he isn`t calling me hobo, but I need to go to bed, so I make a note to ask him tomorrow.
Chapter 8
Sophie
Boy, football players sure do a lot of stretches. I sit in a chair fiddling with my phone while very fit men stretch and bend in front of me. It`s already been two weeks and the whole thing kind of lost its appeal so I`m not staring anymore.
Been there, done that. Now I`m bored.
The only one I`m even remotely interested in ogling is Max, but I don`t let myself go there. Nope, my eyes are nowhere near his ass. Okay, fine, so maybe I looked at it once or twice but no more than that.
I decided that since I`m bored out of my mind, I`ll take a picture of the guys and send it to Gwen.
„Hey guys, mind if I take a picture of you stretching so that I can send it to my friend?”
They smile at me and grunt their approval. They`re used to me by now.
Max, of course, frowns. He hates it when I do things like this because he has this crazy idea that the guys will take it as flirting even though not one of them has given any indication of believing that.
He`s such a prude.
I take a pic and send it to Gwen. She immediately responds.
Gwen: God, I hate you.
Me: No you don`t, you love and adore me
Gwen: How come you get paid to be around that every day? Seriously
Me: Meh, tbh it`s gotten kind of boring
Gwen: You ungrateful bitch :/
Me: ;) How is it going with my idiot brother?
Gwen: He came by last night to fix my sink, and I made him dinner
Me: That sounds like the script from a porn movie. Did anything interesting happen?
Gwen: There are scripts in porn? Nothing new. It`s so great when we hang out, but it`s like he refuses to see me as a woman
Me: That`s because he`s an idiot and he apparently doesn't watch any porn, or he would have capitalized on the opportunity
Gwen: Or maybe he`s not interested. I mean sometimes he looks at me in a certain way and I swear he wants me, but then he goes back to treating me like a friend
Me: Men, you can`t live with them, and you can`t reproduce without them
Gwen: Ugh, preach sista.`
Me: How about we meet up tonight to get a drink and talk trash about the penis wielding population? It`s Friday so we can even get drunk
Gwen: Uuuuuu, that sounds great. Are you allowed to leave the lair?
I think about that for a moment because technically I'm not supposed to leave him by himself, but to be honest, at this point, I feel like I`m more likely to do drugs than he is.
Me: I`m sure it won`t be a problem. He`ll probably be excited to have me out of his hair.
Max
„What do you mean you`re going out? Where and with whom?”
Not going to lie, I`m pissed off. I was looking forward to a nice night with dinner and a movie, and then she up and tells me she`s going out.
She has the audacity to shrug like it`s no big deal that she`s leaving me for the first time in over a month.
„Me and Gwen are meeting up for drinks, and I was thinking about calling Ema and asking if she`d like to come with us. Gwen is just as big a fan as I am of her books, and I`m sure they`ll hit it right off.”
„You`re going to a bar on a Friday night? Are you crazy, men are going to hit on all of you like mad.
