Page 52 of What If I Knew You

Oliver’s head snaps up. “What girl?”

“There’s a girl?” August asks.

Oliver wags his brows. “Well, who is she?”

“Wait, I was right? Bodhi’s got a girl?” Barrett scoffs. “Like for real?”

Why does that seem so hard to believe?

“Well, will you look at that,” Harrison says with a shit-eating grin. “Pickle Pants has found himself a pickle tickler.”

August laughs. “A pickle tickler. That’s amazing!”

“I didn’t say anything about a girl,” I tell them.

Griffin caps my shoulder. “Yeah but you didn’t say you weren’t with a girl either. And since I happen to know things, I’m now invested and need to see this through.”

“You know things?” Oliver questions. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Ledger smirks. “He means Bodhi’s a little less experienced between the sheets than the rest of us.”

Fuck. Me.

If looks could kill, Griffin would be a lump of cold hard shit on the floor right now.

Barrett turns, shirtless at his locker. “How do you know this, Ledger?”

He shrugs. “Griffin told me the other night after our last away game.”

“Thanks Griffin,” I mumble.

Asshat.

“You’re welcome little buddy.” Griffin pats my back. “I told you it’s nothing to be ashamed of.” He stops and thinks for a moment and then asks me, “I did tell you that, right?”

“Not that I reca?—”

“No matter,” he says with a wave of his hand. “So, you’re a virgin. Big whoop. Lots of guys are virgins, right gentlemen?”

Crickets sound through the locker room.

Oh…that’s right. How silly of me.

There aren’t any crickets in the locker room because we’re not out in the middle of the goddamn woods so that would be ridiculous.

It’s eerily quiet in here as my gaze shoots around the room at each of the guys. Some are scratching their heads; the others are trying to do anything but look at me.

“Uh huh. Sounds like it, Griff. Thanks.”

“But hey!” Griffin raises his arms up in victory. “You were with a girl last night, no?”

“Wait, back up a second.” August has his hand raised. “Roche, are you really a virgin?”

I guess the cat’s out of the fucking bag now. No use denying it. None of them are going to let this go so I may as well come clean.

“Yeah.”

He shakes his head completely befuddled. “What…wh…how? Like seriously how?”

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