Conor & Eimile: A Gamble

Conor had sworn not to see Eimile again in front of Amiyah just yesterday. And now, after only one night, he went back on his own word. Conor was seething with anger and also a bit of embarrassment. ‘Well, actually, I didn’t hear anything at all.’ Amiyah sounded mortified on the other end of the phone. ‘Damn it, go aahed and laugh if you want. I know I brought this upon myself.’ He didn’t want to waste any more time talking. He hung up the phone and tossed it under the bed. However, he maintained his position, gradually lowering his body. ‘Eimile, I have only one question for you today. Do you have a place for me in your heart?’ Conor had never been so serious before. Just moments ago, they were wrestling on the bed, and now he was asking her such an important question with an earnest expression. But how could she answer this question? Say yes? She couldn’t forget Sarah. Say no? She didn’t want to lie to him. ‘Answer me. Do you or don’t you?’ Conor stared into her eyes, unblinking. The