Page 81 of Untouchable Player

He gives me a lingering kiss inside the door before leaving.

I call Katie, needing to talk to someone about everything that’s happened. She tells me to come over to her place and I instinctively grab my books and my laptop before heading over.

She’s obviously been studying all morning, maybe all night. The room is in darkness with only a lamp on the desk. Books open everywhere, stacks of papers in chaos.

Seeing the evidence of excessive studying from the outside makes me want to organise an intervention, then I remindmyself it was only a few weeks ago when I was buried in coursework and reading, and I’m not completely past it yet.

She puts her shoes on and we go downstairs to grab a coffee before heading back up. It’s hell having to wait to tell her, but I can’t exactly talk about it here in front of all these people.

She clears a space on her bed and we sit down with our coffees and now the moment is here, I’m suddenly shy.

“He um… well, I asked him to fuck me.”

“And what did he say?”

“He said yes, but he wants to lead up to it.”

“And what did you say?”

“I might have been a little impatient.”

Katie smiles.

“He used his fingers.”

“How was it?”

“Amazing?”

“Was that a question?”

“No, not a question, it was amazing.”

“So is this still just sex?”

“What do you mean?”

“You guys hang out together all the time, he took you ice skating, you showed him your favourite movie…”

“he showed me his.”

“What is it?”

“Mermaids.”

“With Cher?”

“Yeah,”

“he has good taste. Cher’s awesome.”

Why do I blush at that?

“Are you dating him now, that’s what I’m asking.”

“You know how he said he’d never date a guy?”

Katie squirms, that’s the one thing about her perfect Jesse she doesn’t like. “Well, he told me last night that he thinks he might be gay.”

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