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“Dev,” he sighs, “I panicked. I saw my friends going out, dating a different chick each week, talking shit about wild weekends at the Lake, while you and I were playing house.”
“Playing house?” I warn.
“Come on, Dev. You know what I’m trying to say.”
“Yeah, I do. You wanted to go fuck random girls rather than have a real relationship, with me.”
“Hell, it sounded good at the time. I’m sorry. It ended up sucking, to tell you the truth—that’s how I ended up with Evelyn. She was cute and quiet, practically had ‘relationship’ stamped on her forehead.”
“Yeah, well now she has ‘baby momma’stamped across it.”
“Ouch.”
“Sorry. So, not sorry,” I whisper teasingly.
“Do you still love me?”
“I-I’m sorry. I don’t. I actually met someone too…”
“Oh?”
“He’s incredible.”
“Well, I know he’s a lucky man. Thanks for talking to me Dev. I needed to hear your voice.”
“I get it. We were together a long time, but now we’re on separate roads. Good luck to you.”
“You, too.”
A steady fall of rain begins to pelt against my window, the constant beat oddly lulls me slowly to sleep where I dream of Rog and I at the lake chasing a pair of toddlers down the small beach. The boy has his father’s build while the girl looks like me.