Page 49 of Force Play
I mull it over because I truly don’t know. Sure, I was in Korea for a couple of weeks of that time, but the rest of it, I’ve been here.
“I guess I just don’t know the protocol for having a roommate after college,” I shrug. “I probably shouldn’t be sneaking out every night to fuck someone.”
Lucia nods, apparently accepting that answer.
Though I’m really not sure why she asked the question in the first place.
We focus on the TV again without speaking, just watching a couple of episodes together in silence.
But then Lucia’s phone vibrates, and when she looks at the screen, she just sighs and shoves it under a throw pillow.
“What’s that about?” I ask.
“Nothing,” she replies curtly. “It’s nothing.”
“It’s Matt, isn’t it?”
Lucia sighs and nods. “Yes. He’s decided to make it his mission to get me to move in with him.”
“Fucking prick,” I mutter under my breath, but she hears me and starts laughing.
“Biggest fucking prick. God, I don’t know what I saw in him.”
I could tell her that I don’t know what she saw in him either, but I know that would only piss her off. We’re being friendly to each other now, and I don’t want to ruin that.
“Say the word, and I’ll deck him.”
Lucia starts laughing harder. “I appreciate you threatening battery for me, Ari, but I’m good.”
I smile and lean back against the sofa. Talking with her is getting easier.
I think I’m starting to like having her here, and that’s something I never expected.
Lucia isn’t at all as bad as I thought she was.
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Lucia
Rory
Paging Mrs. Spencer
Harlow
Not married yet, babe
Lucia
You get married literally next weekend, Lo
Harlow
Which means I’m technically still Miss Pierce, not Mrs. Spencer
Ella
Are we really getting into semantics before I’ve had my coffee?
