Page 159 of Staying Selfless

“I guess you’re right.”

“What was that?” Eli quickly asks.

“What?”

“Did you just say that I was right when it came to some insightful shit? I was right, and I changed your perspective?”

I roll my eyes, even though he can’t see me, as a smile tugs at my lips. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Eli laughs through the phone before letting out a proud and contented exhale.

I change the subject yet again. “How is Zanders’ game going?”

“I’m not sure. I just turned it back on. Didn’t feel right jerking off to your sexy voice while Zanders was on my television.”

“Appreciate that.”

“What do you have going on tomorrow?”

“I have my business management midterm in the morning and my kidney checkup in the afternoon.” I try to add that second part on as casually as I can because even though these checkups happen four times a year, I know that Eli is still going to worry over nothing.

“Kidney checkup?” he quickly asks, his voice turning frantic.

“Routine,” I add coolly. “This happens every three months. Remember I did one right before I went back to California? Everything is fine.”

“Can you just text me right after your appointment and tell me that again?”

“Of course. But please don’t worry about me.”

“I can’t help it, Logan. You’re pretty much all I think about. Or worry about.”

“Well, you need to start thinking about your game this weekend. How are you feeling?”

“Good,” Eli says quickly. “I feel better after jerking off with you over the phone. Much more relaxed, but a round two wouldn’t hurt. You still lying there naked, wearing only my shirt?”

I look down at my bare body, Eli’s shirt barely covering me, and I blush with the thought of getting off with him over the phone again.

“Yes, but I can’t right now. I really need to get back to studying. Tomorrow?”

“Please,” Eli begs. “I love you. Good luck on your test.”

“I love you, too.”

I breezed through my business management exam quickly. Typically, I would wait for Ali and Marc to finish, but it’s freezing outside, and I need to get to my doctor’s appointment. Not to mention, they’re not going to want to wait for each other, and I don’t want to be stuck in the middle of that.

I hop in Eli’s truck and start my drive into downtown Minneapolis, but I don’t like driving his truck. It makes me nervous just because it’s so nice, and I don’t want to mess it up. And it’s enormous in comparison to my little Honda.

Turning in it is difficult, and it makes me look like a terrible driver. The handle on my Civic is much easier. Let’s not forget to mention parking. I have yet to take up only one space when I’m in this thing. I almost always park as far away as possible, so I can take up two spots without getting anyone’s evil glare.

But I left my Honda at the house off-campus, and promised Eli I would drive this while he’s out of town because the weather this week is absolute shit. It’s cold as hell for mid-March. Well, it’s cold as hell for any time of the year, but from what my Midwest native friends have told me, this week is record lows for this time of the year.

After taking up as many parking spaces as I need, I head to my appointment. I thought the weather would slow me down a bit, but I’m still extremely early, so I decide to check in just in case they can take me.

“What can I help you with?” the kind lady at the front desk asks me.

“I have an appointment at one-thirty.” I hand over my insurance card and photo I.D. “I know I’m early.”

“Not a problem.” She scrolls on her computer screen. “Kidney checkup, correct?”

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