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I couldn’t say h, since I’d been just as blatantly avoiding hih the paper-thin walls, not the way I did I mostly just sat around and waited for the next time his footsteps would pass byfood, in the bathroo for work It blew ht there, and I was doing nothing about it

I checked the ti up at seven in the otten home until well after two I’d tried to wait up so I could hear hi into his personal stalker--but I’d passed out so in now--in which case I had to wonder who he’d spent the night with--but that didn’t see the apartment door to leave, not enter

Wait He was leaving? But where was he going?

Throwing off my covers, I flew out of bed, jerked rabbed a sweatshirt, and rushed froh all the holes as I raced out of the apart me do this, but I was like a wo, what he was doing At all tih I hauled ass to catch up with him, he was halfway up the block by the ti, which, actually, was probably perfect Heif I stayed this far back

Knox had his hood up and hands stuffed in his pockets He didn’t appear to be in a hurry--he just walked that fast

I didn’t think he’d go that far on foot, but six blocks later, I was panting and sweating like crazy in my flannel sleep pants and ready for a break and ain, I wondered why the heck it’d been so i o ho lot, where he passed rows of cars to enter a building called Speedy’s Gym

I stopped in my tracks and blinked as he disappeared inside

Okay, so he worked out For soh he was built like a brick house these days It just didn’t see it even harder for me to believe he was the saht blocks

But seriously, how could so I was just loitering outside a workout gyed home and crawled back into bed

When I finally fell asleep, I dreamed of er existed It was such a beautiful, bittersweet dreaedin the bathroo his hands up that wide defined chest, had ain fully alert But then I pictured hi for rinning as he greetedme a woman

My heart ached, and more tears filled my eyes as I mourned the loss of that boy I questioned this whole ridiculous roommate situation for about theabout it I was grasping at ghosts, and it was probably the stupidest mistake of my life, but I couldn’t seeh he was a coreed to this living arrangement first, and I hadn’t been able to end the hope that maybe my Knox could still return

I didn’t realize I had stewed in , until I heard the bathroo but his footsteps as he made his way into the kitchen

I kind of dreaded facing him, afraid I’d burst into tears if I did But then I felt crappy too because I’d been nothing but a chicken these past few days, just hiding out

We couldn’t avoid each other forever, though If ere really going to be roommates and make this work, we’d have to learn to coirl panties, I whipped off the covers and crawled out of bed When I shuffled into the kitchen, barefoot and yawning, Knox whirled fro to find hi blue jeans He’d wrapped his bath towel around his neck and the terrycloth covered some of his chest, but it definitely didn’t conceal how utterly ripped he was