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NOAH
She was asleep within minutes, and it made me want to just shake her awake and say, “HA! I knew you were lying about not being a good sleeper.” But she looked so cute asleep in my arms, with her head lying on my chest and her arms clutching onto me. It made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. I wasn’t sure what was going on with us right now, but I thought it was good enough that I told her how I felt and left the puck on her stick. Now she had to decide if she wanted to take the shot.
I mean, what could a woman like her want with a dumb jock like me? There was no way that Dinah had feelings for me, and I couldn’t help but wonder if the other night was just sex. I was just her young neighbor who she happened to be best friends with. I would be lying if I said I didn’t want to sleep with her tonight. I was a man after all, but I didn’t want her to think I was just some horny bastard out for sex and nothing more. With Dinah, I wanted all the mores and I wanted her to know that. I wasn’t sure if my lame explanation tonight had even gotten through to her.
I heard my phone buzz on the bedside table and I glanced at it to see a text from TJ. I shifted slightly in the bed, afraid to wake the small woman curled into my side.
TJ: It’s safe to come back now, Taylor left.
ME: K.
TJ: K??
TJ: Do you even live here anymore?
ME: It’s been two nights! Why are you obsessed with me, bro?
TJ: Kens...don’t make this weird with D or she’ll never hang out with us again.
ME: I’m not.
TJ: Sure...
I set my phone down and stared up at the ceiling waiting for sleep to take hold. The sound of Dinah’s breathing eventually lulled me to sleep too.
I slipped out in the morning while she was getting ready for work with a quick wave. “I’ll see you later, okay?” I said to her.
She nodded while she blow-dried her hair. “Is noon okay for you?” she yelled over the noise.
I nodded and slipped out of her condo to go next door to my own place. I was surprised to see TJ was already up, and he was in gym clothes. Even though we had a day off, it didn’t mean we gave our bodies a break. Especially when we really needed to figure out if we could make it to the playoffs this season.
He smirked at me. “Do you need to come with me to the gym today, or did you get a good enough workout last night?”
I sighed. “Um...no.”
“What do you mean no?”
“We just talked and fell asleep,” I explained.
TJ was a casual hookup guy. Taylor was actually the first girl I had seen him hookup with for longer than a couple of weeks. I liked her, she was a sweet girl, but I think she was trying to see if she could change him. I loved the guy like a brother, but when it came to women we were just very different. I was a serial monogamist, happier to be in a relationship and he was happier to just never call women back. I don’t think he understood that talking with Dinah and trying to lay out my feelings was more important to me than trying to get her naked again. I kind of felt bad for Taylor, she was a nice girl and she deserved happiness, but I didn’t think she would find it with TJ. I guess that made me a bad friend, but I just didn’t think he was the kind of guy into that.
“Wait, so you didn’t sleep together?” he asked with a raised eyebrow.
I felt the blush color my pale face. “We did...just not last night.”
His face was still scrunched up in confusion and then he just shook his head. “Man, I will never understand you.”
“You going to hit the gym?” I asked, changing the subject so I didn’t have to explain to TJ what it was like to actually have feelings for a woman other than wanting to sleep with her.
“Yeah, no practice today, but like we are kind of fucked this season,” TJ explained with a grimace.
“Wait for me to change? I have some time for a workout this morning.”
I didn’t wait for his answer, but went into my room to change out of my clothes from the night before and into gym clothes. I changed into gym shorts and a red Bulldogs t-shirt. TJ was waiting for me at the kitchen counter, grabbing our water bottles and checking his watch. He looked up at the sound of my footsteps.
“Come on, let’s go lift some weights and you can tell me all about what’s going on with you and Dinah.”
I sighed, but followed him out of our condo. He drove in his car to the gym and peppered me with questions about how the sex was with Dinah. I was not a kiss and tell guy, and there was no way I was going to describe it to him. That was between the two of us, and no one else needed to know about it. I was sure Dinah wouldn’t appreciate me talking in vivid detail with the boys about the night we spent together. It wasn’t their business.
At the gym, I spotted TJ while he used the bench press and gave him a taste of his own medicine. “So what’s up with you and Taylor?” I asked.
He glanced up at me in annoyance, the sweat beading on his forehead while he grunted and lifted the bar above his head. “We’re just hanging out,” he offered.
“Uh huh.”
“It’s just casual.”
“Does she understand that?”
He set the bar back down on the rack and stood up. He wiped down the bench and we swapped positions so now I was raising the bar above my head. “She knows what I’m about,” he argued.
“Okay...”
He glared down at me. “What does that mean?”
“Listen, man, Taylor’s a nice girl.”
He crossed his arms over his chest. “What are you saying?”
I sighed and grunted while I did a couple more sets. “She might say she’s okay with the casual stuff, but in my experience that always leads to feelings.”
“Yeah, I’m kind of worried about that,” he admitted with a frown.
“T, you know it’s okay to have feelings and to want a partner, right?”
He shook my head. “Nah, that’s not me, man.”
I rolled my eyes at him. He was hopeless. I got the feeling that something had to have happened for TJ to be so anti-relationship. The last time his twin had visited, she had mentioned some girl named Natalie they knew from back home in St. Catharines. I swear I saw him flinch at the sound of her name. When I asked him who Natalie was later he just shrugged and said, “Some girl from high school.” I had to remind myself to ask Rox what the story was.
I finished my set and wiped down the bench. TJ went to go run on the treadmill and I opted for the bike. I put my headphones on and saw a text from Dinah.
DINAH: Hey...can we make it one instead? I just got a meeting added to my schedule today last minute at noon.
ME: Sure! Anywhere close to your office you want to go?
I pumped my legs into circles on the bike and waited for the three dots to finish while she typed her reply.
DINAH: Let me think about it. The sandwich shop a block up is pretty good.
ME: Sounds good to me. See you later.
DINAH: Can’t wait!
I smiled at that and I didn’t care if it made me seem like that weird guy in the gym. If I got to see Dinah and our relationship was moving to where I wanted it to be, I would be the weird guy in the gym. I finished my workout and met up with TJ so we could head back to our place together. He had finished before me and took a shower at the gym, but I wanted to shower in my own bathroom. I took a quick shower and examined my face in the mirror holding up my razor in my hand. I scratched a hand across my jaw, where scruff was starting to appear already. Having been friends with Dinah for so long, I knew the type of guys she liked. Especially when we were the type of friends that got drunk together and teased each other about our “types.” Dinah liked a bearded man, and I knew she liked the hockey flow look. Hence why I kept my hair on the longish side, even though my mom hated it. The amount of “get a haircut” texts that came through from my mom after games could fill a book.
I put the razor back into the medicine cabinet and combed out my hair. I shook my head and let it air dry and walked out of the bathroom. With my towel wrapped around my waist, I peered into my closet. What do you wear to a lunch date? I mean, it was just lunch. The part of me that was still trying to win over this woman’s heart wanted to impress her. So I called Rox.
“You do know that other people have day jobs they have to be at?” she asked in way of greeting.
I stifled a laugh. “You didn’t have to answer, you know.”
“What’s going on?” she asked.
“Um...so weird question, what do you wear to a lunch date? Or if you’re not sure if it’s actually a date but you asked if you could meet a woman on her lunch break?”
She barked out the loud laugh that she would kill me if I told her sounded exactly like her brother’s. “Oh my god, Noah! Are you and Dinah finally a thing?”
Rox had visited a few times since I moved in with her twin, so of course she knew Dinah. She was actually the first person to call me on my bullshit about how I was in love with the older woman.
“Um...not exactly. I don’t know?”
“What do you mean, you don’t know?”
I dragged my hand through my hair and walked across my bedroom to my dresser to at least put on a pair of boxers. I felt a little odd talking to Rox when I was naked. I sighed. “Um, it’s complicated, but I basically told her how I felt and left it up to her.”
“Oh my god! You so went to Bone Town!” she squealed.
“Ugh, will you and your brother stop saying that?” I groaned.
She laughed some more. “Oh my god! Noah!”
“ROXANNE!” I yelled back at her sarcastically.
“Boo! Give me details!” she demanded.
I opened my closet door and surveyed a plain light blue button-down that might be okay. “Nope! You know I don’t kiss and tell.”
I could practically see her pout through the phone. “It’s just Dinah, okay? You don’t have to impress her. She already tolerates your existence,” she assured me.
“Wow, thank you for the vote of confidence.”
“No, seriously! I don’t know what’s in her head, but I think things will work out between you two. I mean, shit, you both have been too busy eye-fucking each other to notice.”
“What?”
She cackled on the other line again. “Oh, Noah, I love you, but sometimes you can be a bit thick. Just wear like a nice pair of jeans and maybe one of your button-downs.”
I pulled the shirt I was eyeing out of my closet and laid it on my bed. “Thanks, Rox. You’re the best.”
“Ha! Sure.”
There was something odd in the tone of her voice. “You okay?”
“I’m good. You’ll have to remind me when you guys are next playing Toronto and I’ll try to come meet you. Tristan always forgets.”
By Tristan, she meant TJ. She was the only one who called him by his first name.
I smiled. “Okay, but you are not allowed to fight with Benny again, okay?”
She scoffed. “Ugh, Michael fucking Bennett can get bent. On that cheery note, I have to get back to work. Good luck!”
I hung up with her and got dressed. I thought I looked okay, and I really hoped that Dinah was as nervous as I was. Even though it was just lunch with a friend. But it was with a friend I had a thing for and whose kisses I couldn’t stop thinking about.