LOGINThe next morning, my classes began. I didn’t feel like I was behind in anything. Alongside my regular courses, I signed up for a few language classes—strictly out of curiosity.
The first day was easy; in many classes, we were just reviewing. The classrooms resembled those at my old school, far across the country—semi-circular rows of tiered desks arranged so the teacher on the podium remained clearly visible. The walls looked like they hadn’t been painted in a while, but there were projectors here too, just like back there. The quality of teaching hadn’t declined, and that’s what mattered to me.
If I had a class with Dave, I usually sat next to him, somewhere in the middle, near the edge of the row. If we didn’t sit together, he always made sure I found the right room.
At lunchtime, I grabbed a quick sandwich and headed off to find my girlfriend in the city park.
The park was enormous—I couldn’t even see its edges at first glance. It wasn’t fenced in; it was open from the sides, though where it bordered a road, a hedge offered some protection for the people inside. A sidewalk and a bike path ran through the center, lined with benches. The trees were planted at random, but more were clustered near the playgrounds, which were fenced off from animals. Those areas also had more benches.
As I walked, several more paths and bike lanes crossed mine, but cars were only allowed on a narrow road that cut across the park’s center—and only from one direction. There really wasn’t much traffic. Thanks to the good weather, groups of students and couples were lounging everywhere.
It took me nearly half an hour of walking before I found my girlfriend.
Jenny was exactly where Paul had said she’d be. I smiled at how predictable she could be. She wore jeans and a T-shirt, as always, when she didn’t want to be approached.
On the far side of the park, there was a fenced-in playground with benches, shaded by a massive tree. Jenny was sitting on the other side of that tree, just a few meters from the hedge that separated the park from the road. If you didn’t know where to look, you’d never spot her. I loved that she could find places like this.
Her blanket was laid out in partial shade, far enough from the tree trunk, the hedge, and any bugs. She was eating from a plastic container while reading. I leaned against a smaller tree and watched her. I had promised not to call her, so I didn’t.
Someone tapped my shoulder gently. I turned around—it was Paul. Without a word, he pulled me behind a row of bushes.
“What are you doing? Stalking?” he laughed. “Jane’s waiting for me.”
“I’m thinking about walking over to her,” I said quietly.
“She’ll be rushing off to class in a few minutes,” Paul replied, glancing at his watch.
“Maybe I should’ve told her everything back at Tony’s,” I muttered.
“Well,” Paul chuckled, “then Susy would’ve been waiting with all those girly snacks for nothing.”
“She came to your place afterward?” I asked. “I thought she went to the store.”
“She told Susy and me in advance that she’d be coming over in the afternoon—and that she wouldn’t be in much better shape than she was on New Year’s Eve,” Paul said. “Though she was doing a bit better,” he added with a smile. “She was disappointed in her judgment of people.”
“How so?” I asked, instinctively glancing toward the spot where Jenny sat, hidden behind the greenery.
“She was sure you wouldn’t go back—even if you didn’t want her, she believed you wouldn’t ruin your life over it. But you didn’t say a word to her.”
“Yeah… maybe not saying anything was a mistake.”
“There’s a game at Brian’s this weekend,” Paul said with a sly smile. “If you play it right, she could be the last one,” he winked. “Gotta run now,” he added, and left me standing there.
Paul headed toward Jenny from the side, making sure she wouldn’t look in my direction.
I checked the time and started walking back toward school.
On Sunday, we had lunch at my place. Luckily, after swimming, we both had a good appetite.In the afternoon, we went to his place to play video games.“When will the pool be finished here? Do you know?” Brian asked.“Jenny said in the fall when we come back,” I said. “Unfortunately, I’ll have to spend a day in the gym.”“I won’t even ask,” he laughed. “She’s definitely going to torture you.”By the time I got home, Jenny had already arrived and was unpacking.“I missed you,” I said, wrapping my arms around her. “How did the meeting go?”“Well,” she said. “They signed the contract.”“What contract?” I asked, curious.
“Yeah, Jenny always sees right through me,” I admitted.“I know, son,” he smiled. “Good luck. I can’t help you—this is between the two of you.” He laughed.“You bet on this too?” Amber asked, sounding exasperated.“She said she’d figure it out,” I muttered, feeling slightly offended. “You don’t think I’m just going to let it go, do you?”“You’re the boss,” Amber rolled her eyes, while our parents laughed.“Is it already sized?” I asked as I held the box. I remembered correctly—it was a stunning ring.“Yes, bro,” Amber smiled. “Dad asked me for one of those bijou rings she wears in photos, so I knew about it—Mom was the only one who didn’t.”
“Unfortunately, it was all for nothing,” I said, disappointed. “It’s no longer in the store, so there’s nothing to show. Does Jenny know you’re here?” I asked.“No,” Dr. Cox replied. “Mickey is at his friend’s place, and Jane left before us.”“I’m sorry about the ring, Jay,” Mrs. Julie said.“Good thing I pay attention to details too—not just Janie,” Dr. Cox laughed, making everyone look at him.“Adam,” Dad chuckled, “I think you should stop teasing them before they kill you tonight.”“Andrew? Adam?” Both mothers asked at the same time.“Ladies,” Dr. Cox said with a smile, reaching into his inner pocket and placing a blue heart-shaped box on the table. &ldquo
The next day, Dad drove us to the apartment, and I showed them around.“It’s not huge, but it’s perfect for the two of us. Thank you,” I said once we settled in the living room.“I see your girlfriend has made it feel like home,” Mom said, looking around.“Yeah, she’s slowly unpacking everything. Will the rent be covered over the summer too?” I asked, since we hadn’t discussed it yet.“As far as I know, it was leased for several years. Adam handled the paperwork,” Dad said.“If no one’s hungry yet,” Dad continued, “we could head to the store.”“Finally, I get to see my own shop,” Amber said excitedly.“Sis,” I said, “I’ve already been inside, but they
On Friday, Jenny drove home after school, pulling into my parents’ driveway just before dinner. The scent of home-cooked food drifted through the open windows, and as she stepped inside, the family was already gathered, waiting with expectant smiles.“Come in,” Brad said, opening the door. “Dinner’s just about ready.”“Good evening,” Jenny greeted everyone and sat across from me at the table—her usual spot. She seemed a little nervous, which was unusual for her lately.“Everything okay, dear?” Dad noticed.“Messyhair said everyone’s coming to visit our apartment tomorrow, but unfortunately, I won’t be able to be there,” she blurted out.“No problem, dear,” Mom reassured her. “Yes, I could only make time now.” So she took resp
I should’ve looked away. Should’ve stood up and left the room. But I couldn’t. She danced like temptation incarnate—teasing, graceful, slow. When she peeled back her sweatshirt and revealed the black corset beneath, I stood.I crossed to her in two strides, hands slipping around her waist.“What do you think you’re doing?” she giggled as I eased her down onto the couch.I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. My fingers were already tugging at her tracksuit, breath shallow. I nearly tore the fabric from her—and my own clothes too—blinded by how much I needed her. She laughed softly, her skin warm under my hands, her smile daring me to break every rule we’d set.“What do you think you’re doing?” she asked again, this time breathlessly, already reacting to my kisses.
The next morning, I woke up early again. I went down to the newly renovated pool for a swim and made it back home in time for breakfast. Dad was already downstairs, and Mom joined us soon after in the kitchen.“Good morning, sweetheart,” Mom said. ”Looks like you’re getting back in shape.”“Jenny c
“Helen is actually Harper,” I began. She tried to speak, but I raised my finger again. ”And she was never really my girlfriend. I tried everything to bring back the old Jay, but after I half-kissed Harper in an elevator, I pulled away. I felt guilty. It didn’t feel right.”“Excuse me?” she asked, c
I waited for the next afternoon like I had before our movie date—nervous, dressed up, and right on time. I drove to Tony’s. I arrived before she did, but Tony greeted me enthusiastically.“Eating alone today, Jay?” he asked after our handshake.“Not exactly,” I said.“No way,” he grinned. I nodded.
Not long after I landed, I called Uncle Steve from my computer. This time, Mickey helped him answer.“Is something wrong, Johnny?” he asked with concern. ”I hope you didn’t sleep badly last night,” he added with a laugh.“No, no,” I said quickly. ”Nothing like that. Uncle Steve,” I began cautiously







