Going Home Again - ePub

Outside Jeremy’s Manhattan apartment, Rachel pounded so hard on the door that her hand throbbed. Her incessant knocking was bound to wake up the other tenants, but she didn’t care; she needed to see Jeremy and hear his side of the story. She knocked on the door again. "Open up! I know you’re in there."
A drowsy Jeremy opened the door to find an irate Rachel. "What are you doing here? Do you know what time it is?"
Rachel shoved her way past Jeremy. "Who’s the girl?"
"What are you talking about? What girl?"
"The girl you were with at Kai, you know the one you were getting cozy with."
"Who told you?"
"I refuse to say." She folded her arms. "Now who’s the girl?"
"Let me explain." He gestured to a sofa, "Please sit."
She took a seat with him sitting beside her; he put his arm around her and rubbed her shoulder.
"The woman at the restaurant was an old friend, we went to college together. One day she called me up out of the blue; she said she was in town and wanted to get together for dinner and catch up on old times. That’s all there is."
"Why did you keep it a secret from me?" She rose and made her way to the mantel.
"It slipped my mind. Besides I figured it wasn’t important." Jeremy walked to Rachel and put his arms around her waist and nuzzled her neck. "I got an idea. Why don’t you spend the night?"
Normally, she would accept his invitation to stay the night, but tonight she wasn’t in the mood. She pried his hands away from her waist and made her way towards the door.
"Rach, you believe me don’t you?"
She didn’t know how to answer his question. Should I tell him the truth or should I lie? I’m having a hard time believing his story, sure it sounds like a reasonable excuse, but I still have my suspicions. How can I trust him?
"Do you believe me?"
She turned to face him, "I don’t know."