As night settled in the city, Neal and I found ourselves curled up on his sofa laughing at a sitcom he found on one of the movie platforms, a box of pizza in front of us. We enjoyed each other's company, and even FaceTime'd Allegra to check in with her.Spending time like this was amazing, and I was pleased with how quickly things changed by simply removing myself from a complicated and nerve-wracking situation."I can't believe you have me watching this!" I laughed as I glanced over at Neal.He sat on the other side of the sofa with a slice of pizza in his hand, shrugging his shoulders. "This is a classic. I don't see what your problem is."Rolling my eyes, I stood from the sofa and made my way towards the kitchen to make myself another drink. "Do you want another whiskey?"Neal looked over his shoulder at me and nodded. "Yeah, just bring the bottle with you.""The bottle?" I replied, raising my brow. "What are we getting drunk?""Maybe," he shrugged as he continued to e

Becca.The next day was more awkward than I had anticipated it to be. After everything that had happened with Neal last night, I had expected there to be nothing but an awkward silence between us. However, instead, when I had awoken and made my way out to the living room, he seemed more cheerful than ever.Taking precautions, I kept quiet after saying good morning to him, and made my way towards the kitchen and set the kettle to make myself a cup of tea. I wasn't quite sure what I was going to do for the day, but at the top of my list, I had to find a place to live.After all, school was coming rather quickly, and I couldn't stay where I was before. Everything was so f*cked up, but there was nothing I could do except take care of shit as always and move forward."So, I was looking over everything, and I think I found the perfect place for you," Neal said, catching my attention. Turning around, I stared at him with a blank expression and my lips slightly parted."I told you th

Sitting down in the restaurant, I took in the general splendor for dim lighting and warm colors. The entire air of the place was rather romantic, and the way James looked at me made me feel as if I was the only woman in the room he had eyes for, and perhaps that was true, but I had to keep my head straight."This place is really nice," I said as I continued to admire the room before letting my eyes fall upon him. The lust filled gaze he was giving me made my stomach knot with anticipation."I figured you would like it," he replied, lifting his wineglass to his lips with a smirk upon his face.To think, just days ago, I was considering letting go of everything I had with James, and now I was sitting here across from him trying to decide if the situation was real or just an elaborate dream I had come up with."I suppose we should discuss some things…"Hesitation filled my words, but my thoughts kept swirling over the possibility he had been pining for me day and night since we

Becca.The tension was high when we met Neal to look at the apartment. I had suddenly regretted the idea of letting something like that happen because the entire time James looked like he was going to kill Neal. Which wasn't good.Every moment Neal made regarding me, I felt as if James was pulling me back. Every word Neal would say, I heard the scoff of disapproval leave James' throat.He wasn't pleased with Neal being there, and I wasn't quite sure why.Never once had I honestly seen James act truly jealous, but right now, I found it all more than amusing. "Well, that was fun."As soon as Neal left, and James and I were left alone, I tried to find a way to approach the conversation. James paced around the living room of my new apartment, glancing out the large bay windows as he watched Neal walk to his car."What are you doing?" I finally asked him, causing him to look over his shoulder at me."Why didn't you tell me?" he replied with irritation in his tone.Furrowi

James.The moment I landed in Miami, I was bombarded with messages from Allison, Tally, and even Becca. Even others messaged me, questioning me about a mystery woman I had been seen with. Of course, Alison pointed out that it was clearly Becca.I was confused about what they were talking about, but as soon as I opened my phone, I saw the picture of Becca and I at the Convention in New York. We weren't alone, of course, we were with Neal and two other people that were in the background.The photo wasn't intimate, but we were very close, and we were talking. The photo must have been taken right after I had kissed her, but it was still enough to make people question who she was and if we were more.That wasn't what mattered, though. Allison had assumed that Becca had not heeded her warning, and it didn't matter how many times that I told her to back off and leave Becca alone. She refused.This was the last thing I needed right now while I was trying to fix my relationship