With one last lingering kiss, I left his room and made my way up to my own. The silence that hung there without Josh was weird, but nice.
I very rarely got a night entirely to myself, so maybe this would be kind of nice...three hours and two movies later proved that it was also kind of boring.
I had made a good dent in my paper, but there still wasn't much going on in the dorm because people tended to scatter over the weekend. These boys had the privilege of growing up in at least upper middle class homes, and most went home for the weekend or off on some trip that was expensed by their parents.
I had never really cared about that, but now that I had one of those upper crust boys to call my own, I resented the fact that I didn't get to spoil him the way that I wanted. He seemed happy
