Me
Fuck that Coxsucker
Wolfe
You did. Which is why I’m asking.
Me
I was under the influence of some lab made drug. I wouldn’t have if I were in control
Wolfe
I don’t like the idea of you with other men, but I won’t ask you to choose when I can’t promise you any kind of future
Me
I understand. That’s the male conundrum. Women have to be faithful while men seek out variety.
Wolfe
Is that your roundabout way of asking if I’m seeing other women?
Me
I don’t have to ask. I see you with other women, and I expect it because we’re not a couple.
Wolfe
This conversation’s getting heavy
Me
Lol, no. It doesn’t have to. It’s good we’re having it and clearing the air so things won’t be awkward while we’re training
Wolfe
Why does it sound like you’re trying to end things?
Me
Because I won’t agree to keep my legs closed, and you’re ending things. Right?
Wolfe
Fuck no. I’m saying I guess I’ll figure out how to deal with it while you work through it. Like I said, I can’t promise you anything more than a good training session and a great fucking session.
I stare at the screen. This seems too easy. Too good to be true. Maybe his account was hacked.
My front door flies open. I bolt to my feet, reaching for the lamp to use as a weapon.
“How the- Why the fuck are you here?”
“This is my room Finn.”
“Do you know how worried I was when I came back and you weren’t in my room where I left you?”
He’s holding my gym bag. Thank god he found it. I point to it. “Can I have that?”