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I dropped my yoga gear onto the floor and slammed the door behind me. I hadn’t been able to relax during class after seeing Tyler and all I wanted to do was order some take-out and hide in front of the television. Without turning on the light, I washed my hands at the kitchen sink, opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of soda.
“I thought you weren’t drinking soda anymore.”
Tyler was sitting on my couch and looking annoyed with me. I surprised myself by not screaming at the pain I felt when the soda bottle fell out of my hand and hit my toes. Tyler rose from the couch.
“What are you doing scaring me like that? How did you get in here?”
As soon as I said it, I already knew the answer. He still had his code to my door.
“Stupid question Laney.”
When he took a few steps towards me, I outstretched my hand to stop him.
“You need to go.”
Tyler came closer and stood a few feet away from me. I backed away to put more distance between us.
“No, I won’t go. You walked away from me earlier and we weren’t done talking.”
I opened the front door for him.
“There’s nothing more to talk about for now. I need space. We need space. Please just leave.”
Tyler didn’t budge.
“You can’t put all the blame on me for the other night. You were a willing participant Laney. Instead of talking this out, why would you rather make this hard? This is crazy.”
“Ty, you made it very, very hard for me to think straight that night. You just need to go, okay?”
A guilty look clouded his face but it quickly disappeared.
“Have it your way.”
He brushed past me and I moved away so that we didn’t make contact. When I heard the door slam, I finally exhaled. But when I turned to lock the door, Tyler was just standing there, watching me.
In one swift step, Tyler narrowed the distance between us, took me in his arms and hovered his lips barely inches away from mine. I didn’t have time to think about pushing him away and even if I did, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to.
We stood there for the longest moment just inhaling each other’s breath. I felt myself propelling slowly forward towards his lips.
“There is no one in the world that I want more than you,” Tyler whispered with expectant eyes. “If you blame me, then you’ll just have to forgive me.”
I wanted to forget everything in that moment but I couldn’t.
I snapped out of my haze. The grin that had started to form at the corners of his mouth quickly turned into tensely set lips.Just as suddenly as he had taken me in his arms, Tyler let me go and stepped away. He’d managed to leave me breathless.
“I hate you,” I said.
“Don’t worry, I hate you too.”
Tyler opened the door and didn’t look back at me.
“And when you finally come to your senses, don’t call me.”
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