Crazy in Love - Lane Hart Page 0,33

or five more months, but for all practical purposes you can consider us done and leave me the hell alone!”

“I’m not stupid; I know there’s someone else!” she counters as her shoulders slump in disappointment.

“Get out,” I say through clenched teeth.

“There is, isn’t there? That girl, the hippie from the hospital.”

“For the last time, I never cheated on you, and I haven’t been with anyone since we separated. But if I decide to start dating someone, it’s none of your fucking business. Now get out of my house!”

“It’s half my house too,” she replies.

“Not unless the court says so. Until then, you can keep living in the apartment that I’m paying for, and shut the fuck up about it!”

The truth is I don’t care about the house or want to keep it. It’s a convenient location to the campus, but I could pack up and leave it behind tomorrow if I have to. I’m just not willing to concede it to her until the end of the school year. During the summer, I’ll have time to get it all sorted out, especially since I may not even be in the state if I get one of the reporting assignments I applied for.

My plan had been to get away from Trish, the divorce, and from the memory of Reagan, knowing I would have to stop thinking about her after graduation. But now…now I’m not sure what’s gonna happen with her. Does she seriously want to keep seeing me? I’ll have a hard time believing that until she graduates. After that, if she still shows me that she wants more, then I’ll definitely do whatever it takes to make that happen.

…

The next morning I can’t get out of the house fast enough, in a hurry to see Reagan before my ten o’clock class. When I get there a few minutes before nine, I open up my laptop to check up on her social media. She’s been a busy girl.

Last night she posted several things, oddly enough about marriage, cheaters, and Lorena Bobbitt, of all things. Huh. But at least she did add a few original photos of the campus, which I click on to give a like while I continue to wait for her to show up.

At nine-thirty I give up, assuming she’s not coming. Angry that I was so excited to see her and she bailed, I send a message to her Facebook page asking where she is, but she doesn’t respond before I have to leave for class.

My thoughts were distracted the whole time, wondering what’s going on with Reagan and when I’ll get to see her again since she didn’t show up in her usual meditation spot underneath the tree. Surely she’ll be in class tomorrow, but I don’t want to wait that long. Of course I know where her apartment is, but I can’t just show up there while she’s still my student. The only thing that gets me through the day is waiting for her to respond to my message on her page, which never comes before I fall asleep after midnight.

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Reagan

Walking into Gage’s class, I nearly growl out in outrage when I see Hannah flirting with him, practically shoving her tits in his face. Ugh. I’m only here because I need to pass this class to graduate. My other two classes, advanced photojournalism and the independent study course on career management, are both going great, easy As, unlike this social media bullshit one with Professor Cheater.

“Reagan,” Gage calls out to my back as I make my way up the stairs to my usual seat. I don’t turn around, afraid to face him and say all the hateful things I want to say in front of a room full of his students.

“Yes, sir?” I ask from across the room after I sit down, making it clear to him that he’ll have to say whatever he wants to say in front of everyone.

Instead, he comes toward me, the creasing of his forehead conveying his confusion at my attitude.

“Where were you yesterday?” he asks, leaning down to clutch the edges of my desktop in his hands, making me think of all sorts of inappropriate things, like the way he would grab my hips that way when we were together… “Reagan?” he prompts when I remain silent.

“Busy,” I say, avoiding his sapphire eyes and instead focusing on the buttons of his light blue dress shirt and navy blue suspenders. It sucks that I never got to see him completely naked.

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