me. Actually, it tasted pretty good.
âYouâre good,â I said with a nod. âThrow in two sausages, a slice of bacon, and some orange juice and youâll be on point.â
Keith grabbed my waist and positioned me to face him. We shared a lengthy kiss then he spoke up again. âYou know thatâs not really what I was going to ask you, right?â
âNo, I didnât know, but spill it. Whatâs on your mind?â
âI want you to move in with me. I miss you when youâre not here, and I hate calling you all the time, begging and pleading for you to come over.â
He was teasing me about the begging and pleading part, but he seemed serious about me moving in with him.
âIâm not so sure if I want to do that just yet. Give me some time to think about it, and Iâll let you know, okay?â
Keith held a blank expression on his face. He didnât appear to like my answer. He let me go and turned to face the stove. He flipped another pancake and placed another one on a plate. âWhatâs there to think about?â he said. âAnd why wouldnât you want to move in with me?â
âFor starters, I donât want to rush into anything. Sometimes, I need my space and I assume that you do too. I also question if youâre seeing somebody else, especially since you have open boxes of condoms in your medicine cabinet.â
Keithâs head snapped to the side. His brows curved inward and he cocked his head back. âCondoms? Yes, I do have open boxes of condoms, but in case you forgot, we used to use them.â
âYouâre right, we did. But I was the one who always had them, not you. Not once did you ever use any of your condoms.â
He quickly shot my comment down. âThatâs a lie. I know what I used and who I used them with. And for you to suggest that Iâve used them with someone else is stupid. As it is for you to question if Iâve been seeing someone else, when you know damn well that the only person Iâve been with is you.â
âSo, in other words, you just called me stupid? If Iâm so stupid, then why do you want me to move in with you? Thatâs stupid for you to ask, especially if you think Iâm so stupid.â
Keith turned to me with much frustration on his face. âYou know whatâs stupid? This conversation. Obviously, you woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I donât have time to argue with you this morning, and forget about me asking you to move in with me. I shouldnât have ever asked.â
âNo, you shouldnât have, especially since you canât figure out why you have two open boxes of condoms. When you figure that out, maybe we can talk about moving in together.â
I cut my eyes at him and walked away.
âNot interested,â he said underneath his breath. âSilly shit, I swear.â
I turned around and put my hand on my hip. âSilly? Now Iâm stupid and silly. Wow, Keith. Itâs great to know how you really feel.â
He laid the spatula on the stove then faced me. âYou want to know how I really feel? Iâll tell you how I feel. I feel as if, for some reason, you are holding back on this relationship. That makes me uneasy. You purposely came down here this morning to start an argument with me; that way you can go home and get some of the so-called space you need. I donât know whatâs preventing you from giving me your all, but maybe like Evelyn said the other night, youâre still confused. If you are, just let me know. That way, I donât put my all into this relationship and wind up hurting myself again. Been there, done that before. Ainât trying to go there again, so your honesty about how you feel, as well as about how confused you may really be, would be much appreciated.â
Did he seriously just go there and bring up Evelyn? No, he didnât. âIâm not holding back on anything.