Since I wasn’t working on Friday, I did a little shopping, got waxed and threaded, and went to Kyle’s condo to talk. He texted me asking if I’d talked to Carly and I said no and asked if he had any suggestions. Since I was on my way home, I just walked to his place so we could talk about it. He’d just gotten off work and was wearing slacks and this fitted dress shirt that showed off his big arms. I think he works in finance, but I’m not sure.
“I never thought I’d see you again,” Kyle said when he let me in. He smiled and pulled me into a hug and I instantly knew it wasn’t a good idea for me to be over there. I gave him the weakest one armed hug I could muster.
“I’ve never been here before. Give me a tour!” I said, trying to avoid too much eye contact.
“Okay,” Kyle said, laughing and following me into the living area. I walked through his living room and kitchen while he commentated. I peeked into his dark bedroom and quickly turned away before he could follow me in.
“Cute,” I concluded. We walked back to the kitchen and looked at each other.
Kyle ran his hands through his hair and said, “So how have you been? Do you want a glass of wine?”
His smile was so blinding that I literally had to look away. He’s so good looking.
“Sure, I’ll have one glass,” I said.
I stood there while Kyle poured us glasses of red wine.
“So Carly is giving you the cold shoulder, huh?” he asked as he handed me my glass.
I nodded. “I didn’t expect her to stop speaking to me. I’m really surprised honestly.”
“Yeah, when Carly’s mad, she’s mad. She doesn’t get mad often, but when she does…” He shook his head like he can’t even deal with her.
“Hmm,” I said. I hopped up on the counter and sat with my legs dangling off. “Have you talked to her?”
“A little bit. She’s giving me shit about it too.”
“Okay, you know her well and I’m sure this has happened before.” I gave him a side eye. “What should I do?”
“Just give her some space. She’ll have to get over it.”
When Kyle said this he moved his arm and accidentally touched my knee. Since I was wearing shorts, he touched my bare skin and I pulled my leg back like he was a hot flame. Kyle and I have always had a lot of sexual tension going on, but I knew better than to play into it.
“But if she’s talking to you, I want her to talk to me,” I said.
“She’ll come around, Reese. Don’t worry,” he sighed.
I was kind of annoyed. Carly hasn’t spoken a word to me, but she’s speaking to Kyle and both of us went against what she said. Plus he’s probably done this to her before.
“Why is she so mad?” I asked him.
He leaned against the counter and crossed his arms. “Dude, I don’t know. I’m not too concerned about it. She will be okay eventually.”
“But I just don’t get why she’s refusing to talk to me at all,” I mused.
We were silent for a minute and I took a big gulp of my wine so I could finish it and get out of there.
“Nice kicks,” Kyle said and he stood in front of me and picked one of my legs up so he could see my shoe better.
“Thanks,” I giggled nervously. One of his hands was on my calf and the other held my foot. He started massaging my calf and made his way up to the back of my knee. I told him to stop.
“Ticklish?” he smirked at me.
“Yes!” I nodded. I tried to pull my leg away but Kyle held on. And I’d also like to remind you that I was wearing short shorts so I was also trying not to expose my vagina.
“Kyleeee,” I groaned.
“I love it when you say my name like that,” he said, finally letting go of my leg.
I jumped down from the counter and scurried around him preparing to leave.
“Are you out of here already?” Kyle asked.
“Yeah, I’m meeting up with my boyfriend soon,” I said, even though I hadn’t talked to Brady all day.
Kyle looked away and I grabbed my Nordstrom bag and headed toward the door.
“Hey!” he said and followed me. “We can still be friends, right? I don’t want you to think we can’t.”
Friends? Y’all know I can’t be friends with guys. It’s just impossible, especially after we’ve already had sex. But I still nodded. “Of course, Kyle.”
He hugged me goodbye then I ran all the way home because it was raining. Brady came over later that night. I hugged him so hard when I saw him. There’s nothing like seeing your bae after practically getting molested by your former friend’s brother, right?
“Happy to see me?” Brady laughed.
“Yessss. I missed you,” I said.
We decided to go to dinner so I changed into a long sleeved dress and heels. After dinner we sat at the bar and talked about our trip to Florida. And then we talked about our dog that we haven’t gotten yet. And then we talked about the houses we are going to buy (yes, plural). We like to dream big.
On Saturday one of Brady’s fraternity brothers was visiting so he had to pick him up from the airport early. I went home and worked out then spent the day with Preston and Nicole. They were fun and all, but I started missing my boyfriend which I know is pathetic. I texted him, “Hey, what are you doing?”
He said, “Home drinking with Eric [frat brother], Chris and Carly. You?”
The fact that Brady and Carly were drinking together made me uneasy. What if she got drunk and blabbed to Brady that I slept with her brother? What if Chris blabbed? So I made it my mission to avoid the duplex for the rest of the day.
On Sunday, Luke came over so we could do some work. We worked for about two hours before we decided to drive to Wisconsin for no reason other than to get food from his favorite restaurant. Not a single regret.
I called Brady when I got home. He didn’t answer so I decided to just go over there. I had this premonition that Carly would be there and it would be awkward, but I thought it was extremely unlikely because it was Sunday evening and she would probably be in the suburbs.
Nope. Carly’s car was parked when I got there. I got really annoyed at first, but then I realized that it wasn’t her fault that our boyfriends live together. I made it safely to Brady’s room without seeing her and texted Kendra asking if I should talk to her.
“It wouldn’t hurt to try,” Kendra said.
I rolled my eyes at the thought of trying to talk to Carly in person and her ignoring me. My pride couldn’t take that and I would probably say something snide in retaliation so I decided not to say anything at all.
Also on Sunday, my ex added me on SnapChat. I didn’t realize it was him because his username didn’t have his name or anything in it. Random people add me all the time on Snap so I thought nothing of it. Then he sent me a picture of his bare torso and his boner in boxer briefs. His face wasn’t in it, but I know what his body looks like. Plus the caption was, “What’s up?” and who else would just say that like it’s normal?
Gross. I blocked him immediately.
Anyway, I feel like I’ve given Carly some time to cool off so I’ll try texting her again today. Hopefully she responds, but if not I’m going to give up. This is all way too dramatic.