Fell In Love With My Roomy Chapter 98

We'd been so troubled about it for two weeks, so it's no surprise it ended quickly. He grins after we finish, pulling a blanket over us. His hand cups the side of my face, and his thumb strokes my cheek.

"Okay?" I nod in response to his question.

"Yeah," I murmur as I wrap my arms around him. "Better than I've been in two weeks," I affirm, and he smiles.

"Me too," he sighs, and I snuggle closer to him. No matter how close we get, it never feels close enough. I'll always want to be near him, even though I've tried so hard for a long time to stop caring about him because it was so difficult. But if we could have figured something out back then, maybe things wouldn't be so challenging now.

I feel bad that Carlo made him doubt his worth. I wish Kent had done more than just listen. I'm sad that our roommates would probably be shocked at the thought of us, and I'm even sadder that I told my friends I liked him when I didn't. I'm sad that he doesn't think highly of himself.

"What's going on?" He places his hand on the middle of my back and asks, "I know what you're thinking."

"I just have a lot on my mind, Kent," I speak softly, and he nods. I sigh as this tension settles between us. It only happens when we're not honest with each other.

"Let's talk about it now. I know you won't relax until we have a plan," he sighs, and I give him a small smile while running a finger down the middle of his chest. Touching him is amazing, and it always has been.

"Kent, I know you want this. I want it too," I sigh. "I just don't... I don't see why we couldn't keep it to ourselves for a while. We could spend more time together and hang out more. But I think it's better for our friends if we take it slow. It'll also help you get used to being in a relationship."

I close my lips, and he nods quietly, running his hand through my hair. "I understand," he nods. "I'm okay with it because I could use some practice in a relationship. I've never been in one before."

I let out a sigh of relief. I was afraid he'd want to make things official right away and ask too much of me too quickly. This shows he's more mature than I thought.

"I know you just... well, your last one wasn't that long ago," he shrugs. "I'd rather go slowly than not at all."

"Me too," I speak softly, and he nods. He tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear, and my cheeks turn red.

"When do you think we should let someone know?" he asks. "And how? Should we just hold hands and go out for the evening?"

"I don't like that idea," I confess. "I think it'd be easy for our friends to feel like we're not being honest. It's also a bad idea to surprise them in front of other people."

"True."

"I think it's best to tell them slowly, starting with Kyle and Mark," I suggest. He agrees, and we nod in agreement.

"When?" he asks, and I sigh, biting my cheek from the inside.

"Give them some time before winter break to go home and think about it," I suggest, and he nods, seeming deep in thought. "What?"

"No, it's not a bad idea," he reassures me. "I-I guess I hadn't thought about how long you'd be gone."

I gulp, feeling nervous. I'd be away for a month and a half, leaving right after the holidays. Then I sigh and feel deflated.

"Look, I understand if you can't handle that kind of commitment over something so new. There's no reason we can't wait until I get back. I won't rush you."

"What are you talking about, Juls?" He asks with a disgusted tone.

"I don't want anyone else. If I had to wait two million years for you to come back, I'd tell someone we're together."

I smile and feel surprised and happy. I lean in close to give him a kiss on the lips, and I feel his arms wrap around my back.

"It just makes me sad, I like having you here." I nod when he whispers. "I promise I'll be back." I reply in a whisper, and he smiles.

"I can't believe you got the position doing research." I smile when he says it. "I can't wait to hear more about it, and while you're there, I want to hear from you. Call me whenever you have a chance. I am going to miss hearing you talk."

"You still have our video? That one I made in New York?" I whisper, and his face lights up as he nods. "Look at it."

"I'll watch it every day for the rest of my life, honey." He gives me reassurance, and I smile as my stomach flips. "So maybe we should tell everyone when you come back?"

I whisper, "Yeah," and he smiles.

"Could we go out in the next few minutes? Have a date?"

"Do you want to go out?" I ask, surprised, and he says, "Yes."

"Why do you look like you're lost?" I smile when I hear him whisper.

"I don't know, I just figured you wouldn't want that. You told me that's not who you are."

"But then I met you, Julianna," he said. He sighs and pulls me toward him. He pulls my hip toward him, which pulls me onto his lap. "I took you out a lot in New York, too. Was that what you thought it was?"

"In a small way, you're making me laugh." I give him a shrug and put my arms behind his neck.

"No, I didn't mind being with you. It was the first time we really liked each other and got along. You wanted to be close to me, and all I wanted was for that to happen more. It wasn't my plan to tell you I liked you, and it wasn't my plan for this to happen."

"You didn't plan on the two of us, did you?"

"Juls, only because of mental blocks on my end." He is sad. "Yes, there was other crap that held me back, but I was also responsible for a lot of it. We've had bad fights and I've made you feel bad too many times. God, I just couldn't take not being what you wanted."

"You're exactly what I want, you idiot." When I whisper, he laughs. "Kent, we can do this."

"I know." He nods. "I don't mind if we keep our business to ourselves. I don't want to be the source of trouble again."

"How we feel is ours alone." I put my hand on his chest to remind him. "No one else has ever had it, and no one else ever will. I like you just the way you are, and I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. I just want us to get stronger and enjoy this time together before things get harder."

He runs his hands along the sides of my ribs, making me gasp and give me goosebumps.

"I'd like that." He grins. He pulls me closer to him, and we kiss each other again. I sigh and pull him close to me. When our chests touch, he groans.

"Did you like what we did before?" He asks quietly while putting his hands on my hips. "What would you think if you did it again?" He asks, and I laugh and move away.

"I still have more test preparation to do." I smile shyly and whisper. "Check for rain on round two."

I give his head a kiss and slide off his lap, picking up his shirt from the floor. It makes me feel close to him and wrapped up in his scent. It sounds too good to be real.

"Can I hang out here and bother you?" He laughs and rolls toward me in bed, and I make like I'm mad. "At the very least, can you study here?" He whispers and taps the space next to him. I smile and grab my study guide and laptop.

I join him, and he gives me a smile and a cheek kiss. "I need to be able to work."

"I promise I will." He is sad. "Baby, we could do this every single night."

Every night, when I think about it, I can't help but smile.