Page 47 of Spite

Good to know.

“Now,” I said, sliding off the bed, taking the shirt underneath my ass with me, “if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go clean myself up.” I went to the bathroom and did what I had to do. By the time I returned, I found both boys clothed. I was the only one that was naked, and I leaned on the doorframe, bunching up the shirt that had seen some use. “Where should I put this?”

Alec took it from me, eyes traveling up and down my naked body. “You should put on some clothes, otherwise I have the feeling my parents will catch us doing some inappropriate stuff.” Right. Because his parents were due home soon.

“Fine, fine. I’ll put my clothes back on.” I waved him off.

It was a damn good thing I put my clothes on, it turned out, because his mom ended up coming home a half hour early. She was thrilled to see Xander and Alec back together, and to me, she had nothing but kind words to say.

Apparently Alec had been talking about me. Go figure. Made me feel all special and tingly inside.

Mrs. Perry ordered us pizza for dinner, and we sat in the living room, talking and laughing. It was a strangely normal Friday night. I liked it. If this could be every Friday night, I’d be happy.

Somehow, though, I knew it wasn’t going to happen. Call me a pessimist.