I was sitting at the studio, strumming on my guitar when I noticed Spied staring at me from the side of the room.
"What?" I asked with a smile before rubbing at my cheeks self-consciously. "Is there something on my face?" I finished as Spied shook his head vehemently.
"No…you just seem different this morning." He remarked as I felt heat creep into my face. If only he knew how different. I just shrugged.
"No different than normal, I'm sure." I stated before strumming at the strings again—avoiding Spied's stare, mostly because I was afraid of what my eyes would reveal to him. The glow from last night was still way too new for me, and I couldn't hide it even if I tried.
"I talked to Tom this morning." Spied said suddenly as my body went numb with apprehension. Had Tommy said something to Spied about us? I looked up with a wary expression etched across my features.
"About the documents you found?" I asked quietly as Spied strolled over to me determinedly.
"Yeah." He said as he leaned in close to me, brushing the hair out of my face with one of his fingers. "And the rest, I'm kind of starting to piece together on my own." He stated almost in a whisper as I shivered at his tone.
"What do you mean?" I asked vaguely—staring down at my toes intently as if I would find the answer to my present situation written across my foot. Spied quirked a brow knowingly.
"When Justine gets caught, the two of you will be free to be an item, you know." He said suddenly as I squirmed uncomfortably on my stool. He leaned in closer. "But something tells me you two have already crossed that line, Jude. Tell me, was your first time all it was cracked up to be." He asked shortly. My head jerked up with a snap. He was hurt. I knew that, especially since he had so wanted me to choose him as the man I shared that special moment with. But I wasn't going to let him make me feel bad for my decision or for loving Tom.
"Spied, it would probably be best if you ended this topic of conversation now before we both say things we'll regret later." I stated warningly as Spied sighed in aggravation.
"Do you even know how hard it is for me, Jude?" He asked as he looked down into my eyes imploringly.
"More than you know, Spied, because I felt the same way when Tom was with Sadie." I replied as his eyes darkened considerably.
"I'm trying, Jude." He whispered mournfully as I laid my forehead against his gently.
"I know you are." I answered before smiling at him cheerfully.
"You'll never guess what happened to Mason, Patsy, and I the other day…" I began laughingly, knowing that as I told him the story, his mood would lighten considerably.