doctor and he turned to go back into the theatre before spinning back to us.
“One last thing. Seth’s the patient at the moment but don’t underestimate how tough this is going to be on all of you. I strongly suggest you set up some sort of plan amongst yourselves on how you’re going to do visits, eat properly, and just go about your own lives. You all need to look after yourselves physically and emotionally as well as support Seth. With these sorts of cases, it’s very tough on the support people. Please don’t let yourselves fall in a hole because you didn’t plan for this to be an extended period of time.”
Dr. Wilkinson nodded one last time and headed off. We all took our seats again and kind of just looked from one to another in stunned silence.
“Okay, I guess we can sit around here and mope or we can be thankful for the fact he’s still with us. Now we need to figure out how we’re going to swing this with our own commitments.” Then those black eyes of Xander’s seemed to drill into me. “What do you want to do, Sophia?”
Heat rushed through me and suddenly I felt all flustered and discombobulated.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, you two seem to have some sort of relationship, you’ve been seeing each other for the last three months for God’s sake.”
“Yeah, but I’m not sure I’d call it serious. We’ve not really talked about a relationship being any more than friends with benefits,” I protested.
Dane shook his head and looked exasperated. “Let me ask you a couple of questions. Do you talk to him every day?”
“What?” I shrieked.
“Just answer the damned question, Sophia.”
“Yes.”
“Do you two text more than twice a day?”
“Yes.”
“How many times do you see him in person each week?” I felt a blush rising in my cheeks.
“Most days.”
Dane snorted. “And you’ve obviously been having sex regularly. Only one conclusion to draw here, Soph. You two are in a relationship, regardless of whether you’ve discussed it or not. As the old saying goes…looks like a duck, quacks like a duck…”
I waved my hand at him trying to play down his conclusion.
“Oh, shut up. We are not. If it was a relationship, then we’d have told you all,” I argued, not one hundred percent sure I even believed the words I was saying. Wanting and knowing were two different things. I might want a relationship that didn’t mean I had one.
“Doesn’t matter. I’m not sure if you know this or not, Soph, but Seth doesn’t usually go back for seconds. If he does, it’s rare and I’ve never known it to be for more than a week. You guys are over three months. That’s a relationship for Seth. What do you think, Xan?”
Okay…that kind of walloped me between the eyes. That was Dane. He was the honest, direct type. I hadn’t known that about Seth’s past conquests. I knew Seth was a player and the party type, we just hadn’t spent a lot of time comparing sexual or relationship histories. It wasn’t the sort of thing you did with a guy like Seth. He liked to keep things very much in the here and now.
I hazarded a glance over at Xander and immediately wished I hadn’t. He was nodding with a stupid grin on his face. “Yep, Soph. He might not have told you or even admitted it to himself but you’re his woman. Knew it months ago when he first came home. The way he looked at you in that bar told me all I needed to know.”
Grrrrr!!! They just didn’t get it. These two were so infuriating. It seemed that since they were now either married or engaged they had suddenly risen to the status of relationship experts. Well, at least in their own minds, and apparently they thought nothing of giving out advice or branding mine!
I let out a long sigh and buried my head in my hands. As much as Xander and Dane were trying to thrust me into the role of girlfriend or woman or whatever, it didn’t seem to fit right.
What were they all expecting of me?
I wanted to be there for
Elizabeth Ann Scarborough