"Well, you could totally cook for a place like this." I still wanted him to confess his ambitions to me. Maybe he just needed a little push.
"I really like my job right now. It gives me lots of free time."
The way he was staring at me made me blush.
He stood up and put his hand out for me. "Let's dance."
A slow song had just started. I put my hand in his and let him lead me toward the dance floor. He grabbed my waist and pulled me close.
The anger I had felt earlier seemed to completely disappear when he looked down at me. I wanted him to stare at me like this forever. Like I was the only girl he saw in the entire room. Like I was the only thing in the world that mattered to him. I clasped my hands behind his neck and smiled at him. I so badly wanted to tell him how I really felt. "I'm glad you came tonight," I said instead.
The scruff along his jaw line brushed against my cheek as he brought his lips to my ear. "Keira, you haven't made me cum tonight. I think it's about time we changed that." His hands drifted to my ass.
I laughed and moved his hands back to my waist. "You seem awfully eager." My voice didn't hide my own eagerness at all. I wanted him so badly.
"Well, I'm pretty sure I was promised that I'd get to fuck you in a closet if I agreed to be your plus one."
I laughed again. "You agreed to come with me two days ago. I only just told you that I've made out with guys at weddings a few hours ago."
"Hmm. I remember it differently."
The music changed to a faster paced song, but Rory kept his body pressed against mine. I wouldn't be able to resist him much longer.
"Keira!"
Becca and Jeremy had just walked over to us.
"Congratulations, Becca!" I said and gave her a hug. "You look so beautiful. That dress is gorgeous."
"Thank you! You remember Jeremy," Becca said and gestured to her new husband.
"Of course. It's great to see you again. Congratulations." I shook Jeremy's hand.
"And is this your boyfriend?" Becca asked. "It's nice to meet you." She put her hand out for Rory to shake.
Rory laughed. "Everyone at this wedding really likes to jump to crazy conclusions. We're really just roommates."
What the hell? Just roommates? It felt like he had slapped me. I could feel myself gaping at him. I turned back to Becca. "Congratulations again." My voice caught slightly. "I'm so happy for you guys." As I hugged Becca, I could feel the tears welling in my eyes. "If you'll excuse me." I quickly walked off the dance floor and past the tables full of happy couples. I felt so stupid. I walked out into the foyer where the cocktail hour had been. Where is the bathroom in this stupid place anyway? I just needed some time to regroup. Or a place to climb out a window and run away.
"Keira!" Rory had followed me out of the reception hall. When he reached me he was smiling.
Why the hell was he smiling? Couldn't he tell that he had been hurting my feelings all night? Just roommates? I wanted to punch him.
"Your friends are all so ridiculous."
"Ridiculous? You're my date to a wedding. Why is them assuming we're dating so ludicrous? Is it really that horrible for people to think I'm your girlfriend?"
He laughed. "It's really no one else's business what we are or aren't."
"It's not funny, Rory. Every time someone asked if we were together you made it seem like you didn't like me at all. Am I really that repulsive?"
"You know I don't think that. You're..."
"I'm what, Rory?" I asked, cutting him off. I hated the way my voice cracked. And I hated the way he was staring at me. It was like somehow I had hurt him instead of the other way around.
"You're..."
"What? Your friend? Oh no, wait, don't let me jump to any crazy conclusions." I poked him in the center of his chest. "You're just my roommate, right?" Fuck you.
He gave me a pleading look.
"Exactly. We're just roommates. Goodnight, Rory." I stormed off toward the exit. But before I could reach the door, he grabbed my wrist.
"All I was going to say was that you're overreacting."
"Seriously? Rory, we're sleeping together and all you see me as is your roommate. Don't you see how that kills me? You know that I like you. Obviously I like you. I don't think I could have made it any more clear."
He ran his hand through his hair. "This is all I know. I told you that I wasn't what you wanted. I didn't want you to get hurt. But you didn't listen to me."
"Then why did you say you wanted more? I'm like everyone else in there." I pointed to the reception hall. "I thought more meant more than just sex."
"It does." He let go of my wrist and ran his hand through his hair again. "I agreed to come to this wedding with you, didn't I?"
"Well thanks for the favor, Rory. I really appreciate you coming here and insulting me all night."
"God, you're driving me crazy."
"I'm driving you crazy? Look, stay. Hook up with some random girl. I'm going home."
"I don't want to hook up with anyone else, Keira."
"Really? You were just on a date last night, weren't you?" I had been wrong last night. I was so mad at him. I was mad at him for leading me on, when it was clear he never wanted more than just sex.
His eyebrows lowered slightly. "How the hell do you know that?"
"So you're not even going to pretend to deny it?" What an asshole.
"What, did Connor tell you or something?"
"Fuck you, Rory."
He grabbed my wrist again before I could turn away. "Yes, I was on a date, okay? I agreed to go before we started whatever the hell this is. And you'll be happy to know that I had a horrible time. It was the fucking worst."
"What, do you want me to feel sorry for you or something? Fine. I'm sorry that she didn't put out on the first date. I'm sorry she wasn't slutty enough for you. I know how much you like easy women. Better luck next time, roomie."
"Would you just let me finish?!"
"I don't want to hear what you have to say. I can't do this anymore." I tried to walk away from him again.
"Damn it, Keira." He pushed my back against the wall so I couldn't move. "The date sucked because I couldn't stop thinking about you."
For the first time since we had come out here, I locked eyes with him. The only sound in the room seemed to be my heart pounding out of my chest. He seemed just as upset about this fight as I was. I didn't like seeing him hurting. I loved him more than I even realized. "I can't stop thinking about you either," I said breathlessly. I grabbed both sides of Rory's face and kissed him.
He pressed my body against the wall and deepened the kiss. I didn't care that we were in public. All I wanted was more of him. But he pulled away far too soon.
"I know that we're more than just roommates, Keira."
"So...friends?" I smiled at him.
"Come with me."
I'd follow him anywhere. I slipped my hand into his and followed him to the closet we had found earlier.