Fell In Love With My Roomy Chapter 79

When I wake up, I find my face resting on Kent's chest in the center of the large bed. What was I thinking last night? He had been ignoring me for weeks, encouraging me to date that other guy, and messing around with Piper. Then I kissed him like that.

It wasn't what I needed before my interview, or ever, for that matter. I kept worrying that he had some ulterior motive behind all of this, especially after Piper's antics on Monday had made me tense. But I couldn't dwell on it because I had an important research opportunity to focus on.

However, I couldn't deny how much I enjoyed lying here like this. I really liked him, and it was driving me crazy. I couldn't get him out of my mind, and it was frustrating to have such complicated feelings. I couldn't understand why my mind and heart were playing tricks on me. It wasn't something I felt for just anyone; it was specific to him.

There was no time to linger, though, as I awoke before my alarms went off, and I could see from Kent's nightstand that it was only 8:52 a.m. I rolled over and silenced the alarms on my phone.

I also couldn't let him think that what happened the night before would repeat itself without a lot of talking and understanding. As soon as I felt confident that he was being honest with me... I wasn't sure what I would do. Last night had made it difficult to say no to my desires.

I got out of bed and headed to the main room, where I picked up my notes to review them once more. I paced while reading, muttering the points I wanted to make. This was an important day.

About an hour after I had risen, I heard the door to my room open, and Kent emerged to join me in the main room.

"When did you get up?" He inquired, yawning.

"A while ago," I replied with a shrug, setting my papers down. "I need to get ready." As I walked back into the bedroom, I passed by him, and he looked puzzled.

"What's bothering you?" He asked as I tossed my clothes onto the bed to get dressed.

"Nothing."

"Really?" I answered when he inquired further. "Because you seem upset about something."

"Kent, today is a very big day for me. I don't have time to lay in bed and think about everything we did last night. Please go to the main room while I get dressed."

"Do you hate me?" He questioned, and I just shrugged.

"I'm not happy," I whispered, checking the time on my phone. "Let's talk about this after my interview because I'm not in the mood right now." My attention was diverted when I saw an email from Dr. Elliot pop up on my screen.

"What are you not in the mood for?" I opened the email as he inquired. "Juls—"

"Shush," I interjected as I opened the email, giving him a disapproving look.

'Dear Julianna,

It appears we've scheduled two appointments for your interview this morning. I was wondering if next Tuesday would be more convenient. Please choose the time that suits you, and I'll adjust my schedule accordingly. I was eager to meet with you, but I made an error in our meeting arrangement. Please understand that your research is of utmost importance to me, and I would like to discuss it with you when we have the time.

My sincere apologies,

Dr. Elliot'

I pressed my lips together, rolled my eyes, and tossed my phone onto the bed. Tears welled up in my eyes. It sounded like, "You're not as important as I thought you were, so I'm putting you at the end of the list!"

"What happened?" He asked when I shook my head.

"My interview got rescheduled," I said, putting my thumb to my lips and quietly chewing on the dead skin around my fingernail. "What does that mean? Why did they keep me waiting for so long and—"

"I think it was just a mistake, Juls," he sighed, shaking his head, and I pursed my lips. "That's all, sweetheart. Now you have more time to get ready, and you don't have to do it here. Isn't that great?"

"I'm not sure," I muttered, grabbing my phone again, quickly confirming that Tuesday at the same time works for me, and tossing it onto the nightstand. "I feel frustrated because I just wasted time. We could have done something else last night, and I didn't have to bring schoolwork with me on this trip. Today was when I intended to do it."

"I understand," he said, placing his hand on my shoulder. "But it's alright. We can find something else to do now."

I withdrew from his touch, running my hands over my forehead as I pushed my hair away from my face. I was under too much stress at the moment.

"What's bothering you?" He asked in a frustrated tone. "What's the real issue? We spent the entire day together yesterday, and I thought you enjoyed how last night ended. I assumed you would—"

"I did," I replied with my arms crossed.

"So...?"

"So you need to be honest! You said you wouldn't lie to me this weekend, so I want you to tell me what's really going on. Why you used to dislike me, why you kissed me, how you feel about me, and why the hell you'd engage in this with me when you hooked up with Piper just three weeks ago!" I exclaimed. "My morning just got more complicated, so tell me what's up; I'm done with this gray area nonsense."

I crossed my arms and stared back at him while tapping my fingers on my elbow. His eyes widened, and his chest rose.

"I don't know what to say," he admitted. "I don't want to, especially considering what you've been through."

"Try!" I prodded, narrowing my eyes as I responded.

"I never, ever hated you. I've already told you that, so please don't say it again," he cautioned, pointing his finger at me. "The day I met you, I thought I was the luckiest person in the world. You were... everything. I thought you were beautiful, kind, and friendly. I can't explain it, but I wanted to talk to you. After you left that day, Carlo asked if we should invite you to move in. Everyone, including me, said yes. I thought you should move in."

"So what went wrong?" I inquired, stunned by his revelation.

"Carlo did. After we agreed to have you move in, he pulled me aside. He asked me what I really thought, and I told him the truth. I'm going to tell you the truth now, Juls. I really like you, a lot. I mean it, not just for your outward appearance but also for your inner qualities. You're kind and gentle, like marshmallows, and you care about things so deeply that it makes me feel like I've never cared about anything in my life."