That Awkward Moment

“Hey, baby.”

Connor smiled as he rolled over, stretching his arms in the air, before wrapping them around me. It was Friday morning and I stayed the night over at his place. We laid chest to chest with our legs intertwined. I was praying to God I looked as beautiful as he did in the morning. I kept rubbing under my eyes to make sure my mascara, that I was too lazy to take off the night before, didn't smudge all over my face. Why do guys have it so much easier?

“Hi” I lowly whispered back. “You're up early.” I peeked over Connor's shoulder to see the dark sky outside. There wasn't a sign of a sun rise. I relaxed, knowing I had plenty of time to get ready before class started. Connor on the other hand had the day off.

“Internal alarm clock, I guess.” He leaned his head down to give me a kiss. Just as he was near my lips I turned my face away. “What's the matter?” His brows furrowed in concern.

I laughed embarrassingly as I pushed myself away from him. “I feel gross. I haven't even brushed my teeth yet.” I jumped out of bed and almost stumbled over as I looked back at Connor. He was laying on his back with both his hands behind his head. His body, as perfect as a Greek god's, was peeking through the sheet he was wrapped around in.

He caught me doing a scan of the scene I was missing out on. “Come on, you know you want to.” He gestured for me to lay back down. For every second I stood silently debating, he slowly pulled the sheet exposing more and more of his abs.

“Ooh, you're so evil” I playfully teased him. “But, you're underestimating my will power!” I smiled and turned back towards the bathroom.

After I'd showered and gotten ready I went into the kitchen to find Connor making breakfast. He had his cell phone lodged between his shoulder and ear. “Alright, ma” His accent was more prevalent when he talked to his family and friends back in Boston. “I love you, too” I smiled at how adorable he sounded.

“Hey, look at me, I'm from Bahs-tan” I teased Connor with my impersonation of his accent.

“I do not sound like that” He smiled as he spoke without the accent knowing he was guilty. He handed me my plate and we both sat at the breakfast table. If there were one thing about Connor, he really did a great job at spoiling me. I wouldn't be surprised if I'd gained weight since we'd gotten together.

“That was too good for words” I took both of our plates to the sink once we were finished eating. Connor followed behind. I put the dishes away and turned towards him to give him a kiss. We stood with our arms wrapped around each other, staring into each other's eyes.

“I'm so glad I met you” Connor whispered as he broke the silence. We kissed again before we ended in a long hug.

“Shit!” I looked over at the time. “I've gotta go!” I picked up my bags, said goodbye and headed out the door.

I pressed the down button on the elevator, but it was taking too long. I debated on taking the stairs, but I could already envision myself gasping for air by the time I'd gotten to the bottom. So, I waited instead. A few seconds later the elevator dinged, letting me know it was ready. I began walking to the door as they slid open.

Once I was inside I heard someone running to catch the door before it closed. “Wait!” The familiar voice called out. I pressed the button to allow the door to open again. I couldn't quiet put a face to the voice, but I knew I'd heard it before.

I stood in shock as the doors had finally opened and revealed Jonah standing there. He was dressed in a button down shirt tucked into slacks with his suit jacket folded in his hands. We stared at each other, without saying a word, until the door began closing again. He stopped the door with his hand and walked in.

“Lynn!” He smiled, snapping back to reality. “What are you doing here?”

I smiled nervously. We still hadn't gotten a chance to talk, so bringing up Connor just felt awkward. “I, uh...”

“Did you move here?” He asked, trying to finish my words for me. I shook my head. Jonah had gotten the hint and laughed, “Oh, your boyfriend lives here.”

“Yeah” I looked at the elevator screen displaying the floor number we were passing. I could have sworn it was going slower than usual. “Wait, why are you here?” I turned towards Jonah questioningly.

“I didn't tell you? I sold my apartment.”

“What?” I was surprised he would get rid of such a nice place.

“Yeah, I guess it was too big for just one person. I might have been a little gluttonous when I bought it.” He smiled.

“...So you moved here?” I asked, trying to figure out why we were sharing an elevator.

“No, no, sorry. Dina's out of town on vacation, so Casey's house sitting. I've been staying with her until I find a new place.” I'd forgotten Jonah's sister's best friend and business partner lived on the same floor as Connor. I saw his eyes check the elevator screen quickly as he nervously spoke. “Probably should have done that before I moved back, but I wasn't planning on coming back so soon.” His hand rubbed the back of his neck.

There was a silent sigh of relief between the both of us as the elevator finally opened to the main floor. We walked out onto the street where the awkward silence followed us. There was so much we had to talk about, but neither one of us knew where to begin.

“Hey, so...” Jonah said at the same time I had started talking. We both laughed. “You first” we said at the same time again. “So...” Jonah managed to continue, “about the other night. My friend had put the whole dinner together. I told him to reach out to you, but I talked to him and I guess he'd forgotten.”

“No worries” I smiled. It made sense now why I didn't know. “But, why didn't you tell me you were coming into town?” Jonah looked around trying to figure out what to say. “I thought we were good enough friends...”

“I wanted to surprise you” His voice was louder than mine as he cut me off. “I came so soon because I wanted to surprise you. But I didn't know you were...” He stopped talking when he finally looked at me.

I was at a lost for words. I could tell by the expression on his face that he'd felt bad for revealing his secret. He rubbed his forehead as a black sedan pulled up to the curb. He looked at me again before he got in. “Bye, Lynn.” He shut the door behind him and the car drove off.