“Oh, there’s my bra.” She smiles, but it quickly fades. “Oh my god, he saw my bra.”
“Really, don’t worry about it. They’ll never know about this. After Halloween, they were all nagging me about this blonde.”
“I’m not blonde.”
“I know. A blonde that Brooks saw me escort out of our place a few nights before Halloween. A blonde I never actually slept with.”
She tilts her head and folds her arms.
“I got home late that night when I went up to my room, I found her,” I cough, “lyingnakedonmybed.”
“What?!” Avalon howls. “She was just naked in your bed, without your knowledge of her even being there?”
“Yeah. I don’t know how she got in. The guys could’ve let her in if she said we were hooking up. It wouldn’t be the first time.”
“It wouldn’t be the first time the guys let your hookups in or the first time you came home to a girl waiting for you?”
“Both… I guess.”
This causes her to laugh louder.
“Wait, and you didn’t sleep with her?” Her arms fall to her sides. “Why not?”
“It just didn’t feel right,” I respond, and she bites her lip.
“That’s fair. So, was there a point to that story? Or are you just trying to show me what a stud you are?”
Now I laugh.
“The point is, if you’re worried about Jeremy catching me with you in my room, don’t be. If he tells the guys about this, they won’t think for a second, it’s you. We’ve already been there, and they know I don’t go there more than once.”
She nods, like the fact that my friends think I’m a man whore gives her a sense of relief.
“Except road sex,” I add. “When we travel for games, I typically hook up with the same girls.”
She rolls her eyes, “Good to know.”
“You should, um, get to class.”
“I’ll probably just skip it today,” she replies. “By the time I get to campus and then to my class, it’ll be nearly over.”
“What I’m hearing is you're good to go for another round.” I shoot her a wink.
“You’re—” She doesn’t finish her sentence; she just shakes her head and leaves. Because I already know—
I’m ridiculous.
But when it comes to her… I think I’m okay with that.
nineteen
Avalon
Ithink deciding to get a fuck buddy was the greatest decision I’ve ever made. Granted, finding a time to get together when neither of us lives alone is difficult, especially after Jeremy almost caught us, but it’s nice.
Not that there’s anything wrong with sleeping around; obviously, I did it for years, but knowing I’m not wasting my time when it comes to sleeping with someone is a huge plus. And even though we both agreed that this isn’t exclusive and that we can sleep with whoever we want, I haven’t had the desire to sleep with anyone else.
I don’t even know when I’d sleep with someone else. Aside from the fact that I see Zeke most afternoons, with my mom being sober and home by six, casual hookups just aren’t possible. The last thing I need to think about is my mom hearing her daughter get laid.