How did I go from that to being engaged? I do remember more about the second date and the fifth and the tenth and how sweet he was and the time my car broke down after studying super late at the library and he came to my rescue because my parents were out of town and they were always my second call when I needed something after JP.

My thoughts are interrupted by my phone ringing and I let out a sigh of relief that JP is calling finally. I pick up my phone and my heart sinks when I realize that not only is it not JP but it’s Parker and it’s a FaceTime. I wonder if I could just not answer it and say I fell asleep. No, I’m already on thin ice about not answering the phone and he seems to be wary about trusting me.

With reason. I wince at the implication my subconscious makes that I am in fact not at all trustworthy.

Fuck. I have to answer this.

It’s not lost on me that I try to angle myself so that nothing is exposed for the camera. I prop my phone up against something and answer the call.

“Hi.”

His eyebrows raise when he notices that I’m in the bathtub and he smiles. “Hi beautiful.”

Double fuck.

“How are you feeling?” I ask him.

He leans back against the pillows and lets out a deep sigh. “Like shit and I miss you. I wish they hadn’t made you leave.”

“Oh?” I realize the only way to prevent this conversation from turning sexual is to start a fight. “You certainly weren’t acting like it while I was there.”

“Baby, I’m sorry. It’s been a really shitty day.”

“Yes, I know. For me too. I spent practically a day traveling only to be berated when I got here for not getting here sooner and I am so sorry I wasn’t. Believe me I wish this hadn’t happened and that you were fine and safe.” I bite my bottom lip and look away from the camera, my eyes welling up with tears over so many different reasons. “You and your mother by the way which I’ve come to expect but that’s another story, made me feel like absolute shit today.” I take a step further. “Never mind that you’re absolutely fine and I’m missing a day of classes tomorrow and had to postpone turning in my paper which you didn’t even ask about by the way.”

“I’ve kind of had some things on my mind.”

“Like interrogating me about my last few days?” I snap.

“Whitney, enough I’m sorry alright? Why are you biting my head off right now?”

“Why were you biting mine off earlier?!”

“Because you weren’t here!”