Swoon

by Lauren Rowe

For a second, I’m certain she’s going to throw herself into my arms. But no. After a moment, she pulls herself together, squares her shoulders, and says, “This isn’t goodbye. We’ll always be friends. I simply don’t want to be your fuck buddy anymore. If you decide you want more with me, out in the open, if you want me to be your girlfriend and shout about me from the rooftops, then let me know, and I promise I’ll give you a shot . . . if I’m not already dating someone else by then.” She gazes out my front door. “My Uber’s here. Will you bring my bag to the car, please?” My breathing catches. “Where are you going?” “To my friend’s, until it’s time to start my new job.” She gestures to her bag, sternly, so I reluctantly carry it down the front walkway to the waiting car. At the curb, I put Amy’s bag into the trunk, while she slips into the car’s backseat. Without looking at me, she closes her door, looks forward, and says something to the driver. As the car pulls away, I know in my bones I’ve fucked up. I know I love her. But how can I trust these feelings after less than a goddamned week? It’d be pure selfishness to take a leap of faith that big, when I’m not sure the foundation we’re both standing on is rock solid.

Amy issued the ultimatum and Colin blew a fuse now he needs to miss Amy. She's not willing to lower her expectations to 'fu#k buddy'