"I have stuff to do." I motioned to my laptop and binders on my desk.
Karlie sighed walking over to the desk. She grabbed on of the binders turning it over in her hand. She opened it to see its contents which was atleast 100 pages full of notes.
"So, what am I supposed to do?" Karlie asked still eyeing my notes.
"Go wine and dine or go to the scrimmage...without me." I suggested.
Karlie slammed the binder back on the desk. "Alone?"
I kissed my teeth. "You have other friends." I threw in.
"And only one Ronnie."
Perhaps that was true.
I sighed. "Today I just can't. Okay?"
"Fine. So what did Eden say though? When she told you the news?"
"That she'll be texting me so we could meet up and discuss. She covered my balance the day of though. I checked." I said.
There was butterflies in my stomach when I saw the balance due on my account.
0.00
"Wow. At least she doesn't waste time." Karlie counted. "Eden's not like some ghost donor though, you know she wants to be apart of your life? She's probably gonna' want you to come over her house often, eat with them, she's definitely going to keep up with you long after we graduate. Eden's one who cares." Karlie told.
I didn't know if that was bad news or good news. It was good that she cared, but would she if she knew what I'd done? Sure I had expressed my flaws to her, but what I hadn't gotten the chance to express was that I slept with her son. Under her roof. Less than an hour after I had left her office. Then, if Eden invited me to her house often that bred the chance of me seeing Omari often. I shuddered thinking about it.
The guys had revealed they had apartments on campus like Karlie, but since he stayed so close to the school he probably went home often.
Maybe I should've given him my number after all.
I gulped overwhelmed by all the thoughts flowing in.
"Ronnie!" Karlie exclaimed. "You hear me?"
"I'm sorry what?" I hadn't caught anything she was saying. I was too busy wondering should I get Eden to sign something just in case she found out I sexed her son and wanted to take back the sponsorship. Would she do that? Would she understand—of course she wouldn't understand. I could say I didn't know it was her son because truthfully in that moment I didn't recognize him. But, he was a nationally acknowledged player, she wouldn't believe me.
"Your phone dung. It could be Eden." She said.
She was right. It could be. I raised up slightly leaning over my textbooks to grab my phone which sat on the far left of my desk.
Sure enough it was a Eden.
Greetings, Ms. Veronica. I hope you are doing well today and got plenty of rest. I would like to schedule a brunch with you tomorrow at my home. Would 12 o'clock work for you dear? This is Eden by the way. Best regards.
She even texted rich.
I only had one class tomorrow that ended at 10:45 am.
I took a deep breathe as I typed my response. Karlie eyed the phone and then me and then the phone again. I'm sure she was waiting to hear the exact details of the conversation.
Hello! I hope your day is going fantastic! I am free to meet with you tomorrow. Can't wait.❤️
Send.
Fuck. Why did I send the heart emoji. Maybe Eden wouldn't like that. Maybe she would think that it was unprofessional and childish of me.
One minute I was scolding myself in my head and the next minute Karlie had snatched my phone out of my hand.
She threw my phone on my mattress before placing a hand on her hip.
"You was looking like you were about to pass out. You need to learn how to re—lax. Okay? Cause that was not cute what I just witnessed." Karlie mumbled.
"Good thing I wasn't trying to be fucking cute for you."
"Rawrrrr."
Karlie just needed to go home. I just needed to be able to freak out right now in peace. I couldn't use Karlie's shoulder right now because she didn't even that most of it stemmed from my one night stand.
I still couldn't find it in my heart to tell her, but something told me that she was going to find out soon.
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Temporary Fix
RomanceVeronica's "Ronnie" world is turned upside down when her future is threatened by her financial problems-and her obsession with greasy foods. Luck is on her side when her wealthy best friend's family friend will choose one student to sponsor, but it...
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