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“I’m clean,” I blurted out.

“I’m on the pill,” she mumbled back.

“Thank you.” I rushed the words out without thinking straight.

I put my pants and shirt back on and walked out of her room. I took the back door because I didn’t want to deal with anyone.

Once upon a time, I thought I loved her, but how can you love someone who was never yours?

Seventeen

There wasa dull ache between my legs, reminding me that last night was real. I didn’t imagine it, and it wasn’t a dream or nightmare. It just was. Gavin and I were two halves that tried to fit, and it burned.

The evidence was between my thighs, where I could see small beard burns.

Asshole. If it wasn’t for the fact that I’d been on birth control since junior year for hormonal imbalance, I might have been worried.

After he wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am’ed me, I was too tired to move. I was so fucking tired. I felt oddly at peace with myself. I reached to the floor for my shirt and cleaned up the best I could. I didn’t want to remove Gavin from me just yet. It was like I needed the essence on my skin to fully grasp what had happened.

“Are you hungry?!” Audrey yelled from the other side of the door.

“With the dicking she got last night, who wouldn’t be?” Delia answered.

My door burst open, and both girls walked in, Delia with a tray of juice, scrambled eggs, and toast.

“Um, I’m indecent,” I said because I wanted them to leave me alone.

“Damn, daddy must have given a great dicking if you still can’t move,” Delia smirked as she made herself comfortable in my bed.

“Delia,” Audrey hissed and gave her a look, then turned back to me. “Are you okay?”

I looked at the food, and my stomach grumbled.

“Eat.” Delia pushed the tray toward me. “You need lots of stamina to fuck these football gods.”

Delia sounded almost happy for me or excited; she wasn’t the only one who was sleeping with a “football god.”

Audrey gave her a “what the fuck” look. I timidly reached for my food because this was just too weird having the girls here right now. They just barged past my walls.

“Ollie looks like a sweet guy,” I commented.

“He’s not sweet in bed.” Delia grinned. “I don’t orgasm and tell.”

She then pretended to zip her lips.

It was odd having friends who cared for me. Other than my brother and my grandparents, no one had cooked for me since my parents died.

Audrey watched me with concern written all over her face. Maybe she knew there was more to me and Gav than we let on. Perhaps it was that we were a train wreck waiting to happen, and she couldn’t look away.

“I’m okay.” I gave a tight smile.

“You slept with Gavin,” she emphasized, as if I didn’t know who had been between my legs last night.

“It’s not the first time,” I mumbled while I drank my juice.

That seemed to surprise them.

I wasn’t sure where Gavin and I stood, and it wasn’t like I expected anything from him, but I was addicted to the bliss that came when I was with him. It reminded me of when I was happy and not covered in a fog of darkness. Except, Gavin wasn’t my prince, and he wasn’t the light at the end of this dark tunnel. Gavin was just there. He was always just there.

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