Was he alone again? The sunlight washed over him. Rex squinted hard as he laid there in bed. It wasn't like he had anywhere to be, but still. Still. It had happened.
First it felt like this thing he always did. Well, back in the fraternity. Back at the uni. There were always some party to go to. Hook up. Have some fun and then it seemed to be a faded thought, due to alcohol or some substance.
Now his eyes were wide awake and his hand first touched the other side of the bed. It was cold. Completely. Maria was gone. A chill came over him, like he might be ill. Perhaps he'd met his match. He guessed. Could it be possible, they were more alike than he could imagine. Then he rose up on his elbows. Shook his head. He'd just been with a teacher, and she was Heath's best friend back at the school out in western Nebraska.
He fumed a bit as he sat up on the edge of his bed. He stared at the old wooden floor for a bit as his toes touched the grooves of wood. Rex sighed. He was no better, but no worse. At least it took his mind off Kelsey. He hadn't thought of her for hours. Then he remembered seeing her with Jack. What was he supposed to do about that?
He wasn't going to think about it. He jerked on his jeans and went downstairs. Funny how thirty seconds ago he thought he was alone, but then he smelled the coffee. Maria was in the kitchen. She was dressed and there was toast. It was as if nothing was out of place. Except the two of them. He guessed.
"I'm-" Was an apology necessary?
"Oh, I should never drink wine. Even white wine." She smiled as she handed him a cup of coffee.
"Yeah, but you know, I made Margaritas. It was your recipe, remember?" They had quite a little party. He vaguely remembered. It had lasted through most of the afternoon. He thought they'd played football in the back yard and then they danced. She made enchiladas, and they did some serious talking after dinner. He squinted, thinking she did know everything about Kelsey. And he knew about her and some old boyfriend..and they still found time to fall into whatever this was. A one night stand. He guessed.
They drank coffee then. It was quiet. It was as if it were some silly dream now that wasn't quite reality.
"I have to get back." She said, getting ready to go after toast and eggs.
"Yeah, uh-" Rex wasn't sure where this was going. "I guess we'll-" He wasn't even sure if he had her phone number.
"I'll call. I'll let you know what happens." She slightly smirked.
"The job?" He nodded, wishing she'd call anyway. Maybe. "I'd like to know, you know, whatever happens."
Her stare stayed with him. He wondered if this was nothing. She kissed him after she said goodbye. Maybe she would be back. Maybe, he thought.