Overdue Conversation

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I sat on my bed, my heart about to beat out of my chest.

"What just happened?" I was so confused. What was all that about?

I thought he broke up with me because of Claire. Then why did he kiss me? If that could even be qualified as such. I placed my muffin aside, my brain was in overdrive.

"Xavier!" I whined to myself. Why was he doing this? Did he get kicks out of watching me squirm for him? He wasn't that kind of man, was he? I had barely known him for a few months, but they had made me feel like I knew him for years.

I sighed but suddenly got cautious when a double-knock sounded on my door. It was past midnight. Who could it be? I was sure Maisie was asleep and if she needed to see me, she'd use the joined balcony. Could it be Mr. Smith? Maybe he found out that I was sneaking around in the kitchen.

I slowly walked to the door.

With my hand on the handle, I stilled. What if it was John? I was ready to expect the worst from him.

"Who is it?" I called out, without openin