“I certainly did. Here.” He handed me a super soft robe from the closet. “I’ll be in the living room when you’re ready for that foot massage.”
I went into the bathroom and started the water. Ever since I first saw this bathtub, I’d wanted to try it out. It was huge and I was positive I would be able to fill it right up to my chin. There were four different kinds of bubble bath on the side of the tub and after smelling them all I decided on the coconut.
As soon as I sunk into the water, I felt a hundred times better. I heard my phone go off a few times, but all that mattered right now was the hot water and bubbles. I stayed in until the water started cooling off. Once I dried myself, I put on the robe and joined Anthony in the living room.
Sitting on the end of the couch opposite him I put my feet in his lap. Without a word, he started massaging them.
“You have no idea how good that feels,” I told him.
“I’m glad,” he said. “Are you mad? About the clothes, I mean.”
“I’m not mad, just maybe a little overwhelmed, I guess. I’m not used to having money so sometimes it’s just a little much.”
“I can see that. And if it makes it better, I can get rid of all of them.”
“No,” I said quickly, then smiled at him. “I mean, it wouldn’t hurt to have a look at what’s in, there right?”
He chuckled. “They’re yours to do with as you please,” he said. “All I need from you is to tell me to keep them or get rid of them.”
“Okay, but tomorrow. Right now, I’m not leaving this spot.”
Anthony worked on one foot and after a while he moved to the other one. I guess I fell asleep because the next thing I felt was him lifting me off the couch.
“What’s happening?” I mumbled.
“I’m carrying you to bed,” he said softly.
“Oh. I think I like that.”
I could hear a soft laugh as he set me on the bed.
“Sleep, Karma. I’ll be here when you wake up.”
****
When I woke up the next morning, I felt better than I had in a few days. It also didn’t hurt that the first thing I felt was Anthony’s tongue on my nipple.
“You’re finally awake,” he said.
“Mmm hmm. Less words, more tongue.”
He laughed but did as instructed. For the next hour, we were nothing but hands, mouths, and moans.
While I was in the shower, I remembered that I hadn’t checked my phone from last night. I got out, dried off, and grabbed my phone. There were a few Instagram notifications that I ignored, but I couldn’t ignore the text from Bodie.
Bodie: My place, 6pm, Spanish homework
I knew we weren’t going to work on Spanish, but I guess it was his way of telling me I wasn’t getting out of the talk.
Letting my hair out of the towel, I brushed it and got dressed. Anthony took me out for breakfast then we went back to his place so I could look at the clothes. I’ll admit that whoever this personal shopper was, she had excellent taste. Everything was my style and what I’d tried on fit me perfectly. I decided to keep everything, even though it was still a bit strange.
Anthony took me back to campus in the afternoon. I really did have homework to do if I didn’t want to get behind. I was just about to leave the dorm when Kayleigh and Major showed up.
“Off to a hot date?” Kayleigh asked, with a smile.
“Nope, headed over to work on Spanish with Bodie,” I said.
“Good luck with that,” Major said.
“Why?” I asked.
“He’s been bitchy all day. I don’t know what crawled up his ass and died but I’m glad to be here and not there.”
“Fucking fantastic,” I said. “But it’s gotta be done. See you two later.”
I walked out the door and shook my head. This was my fault and if he was angry at me, I’d have to take it. A few minutes later, I was standing in front of his door. I knocked and hoped for the best.
****
Bodie
I knew I’d been bitchy all day. I saw it on the faces of the guys while we ate lunch and Major called me out on it just before he and Kayleigh left here. But just because I knew I was acting that way didn’t mean I could stop it. All I could think about was the fact that Karma had lied right to my face and did it so convincingly. It made me wonder what kind of person she really was and what else she’d lied to me about.
Checking the time, I saw it was almost 6:00. And as if on cue there was a knock on the door.
“Hey,” she said, when I opened it. “I brought coffee.”
I stepped aside to let her in, but I didn’t say anything.
“Okay, so I know you’re mad and I don’t blame you, but let me explain.” She held out a cup of coffee for me.
I didn’t want to act like some psycho, so I took my coffee from her and sat down on the couch. Wisely she sat on the other end.
“Before you say anything,” I told her. “Tell me the truth. What happened the night of the frat party when you came back here with me?” I needed to hear her say it.
“I wasn’t drunk, Bodie, like at all. I remember every bit of the mind-blowing sex we had. I’m sorry I made you think I didn’t.”
“Why? Why would you do that, Karma? We’re both adults, we could have handled it.”
“I panicked,” she said.
“What are you talking about?”
“Sex with you was different, in a good way. I could easily have become addicted to it. It was just so much more than any other time I’d had sex. And that scared me. You don’t do relationships and I didn’t want to be another notch on your belt or ruin our friendship, so I lied and pretended I didn’t remember anything. But the truth is that I’ll never forget what we did.”
I wasn’t expecting her to be so open about what she felt. I should have probably said what I was feeling, but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. Telling her it was the best sex I’d ever had and that it had meant something to me wasn’t going to help this situation at all.
“Bodie,” she said, “please say something. Yell at me, tell me you hate me, whatever, just please say something.”
“Thank you for telling me the truth. I want to be mad at you but now I understand why you lied. I don’t like it, but I get it.” I said the words, I even meant them, but all I really wanted to do was grab her, strip her and fuck her. Jesus, I was an asshole. And I hated what I had to say next. “And Karma, what happened Friday night can’t happen again. You have a boyfriend and I’m not the type of guy to poach another guy’s girl, even if he is a big fucking douchebag.”
“I know and I’m sorry for calling you. I don’t even know why I did it,” she said.
“Next time you call me for something sex related, just make sure you’re single, okay?” I said, trying for a smile.
“Okay. Thank you, Bodie, for not being an ass about this. You really shouldn’t even want to talk to me but now you’re making jokes.”
I let her think I was joking about the sex, but if she ever broke up with Anthony, I was going to be all over her.
“So,” she said, “what now?”