James sat on their small balcony and was contemplating. When him and Edward had started dating he had done it on a gut feeling. And that isn't to say he didn't want to be with Edward, but he loved every living moment with him, and he wouldn't change it for the world… Or maybe he would, it is James after all. But there were just some things about women that you just can't substitute.
It was just then that he got a text from Emily. Complete coincidence she can't read his mind.
'Hey James, Me and Molly wanted to know if your down for coffee?'
He instantly texted her back. 'Yea it's my day off, send time and place.'
He walked inside to see Edward cooking up lunch.
"Hey Eddie, I'm going to go for dinner with Molly and Emily this afternoon."
"Alright. I'd come but I have to study for an upcoming assessment."
James found Emily and Molly in the restaurant chattering away.
"Evening Girls." He said in an overacted fashion.
"Haven't lost your cheezy charm I see James. Yea, I guess."
"How could I ever?" James said. He had always had a thing for emily, since 5th grade, but she never felt the same… as much as he tried. Molly and him had flirted in the passed, but it ever went anywhere.
"How's Edward?" Emily asked. James hesitated before answering.
"He's, Uh, Okay. Tired as ever." James said. Even though james didn't notice it the girls did, his voice was weary, almost upset at edwards name, they assumed something wasn't right so they didn't push it further.
They talked about loads of other things, School, James' Job at the railyard, old stories. They had a real great time, until they decided to leave.
"Alright, my mum's here, gotta bail." Emily said. The other two wished her goodbye.
"Okay, i have to walk."
"How about I walk you home? It's not safe out."
"Sure, and i'm sure my roommate won't mind you staying for a beer."
The walked along main street. It was cold and dark, yet bright from all the lit signs hanging in shops. They had continued to talk, until Molly brought up the question.
"What happened between you and Edward?"
"Uh, It's complicated. I'd rather not talk about it." James lied. He didn't know why he lied. Well, would you really call it a lie? It was complicated, just in his brain.
"Dont stress, I don't need to know, I was just curious."
"It's alright. It's not your fault."
When they got to her apartment her roommate had gone to sleep with her boyfriend.
"You don't mind if i stay the night do you, It's a little too late to head home."
"Sure man whatever you need."
He sent a text to Edward.
"Too tired to walk home, going to sleep on molly's couch for the night, see you tommorow."
Before long Edward texted back.
"Sure. Sleep tight."
They drank a couple of beers, well maybe more than few more than a couple. Enough to get tipsy. And they were joking around, laughing having a good time. Until james made a move on her. And she didn't object. Flirts got more frequent. A flirt turned to a kiss, and a kiss turned to a shirt on the floor. It was too late to go back now.