Page 28 of Never Have I Ever
Is it bad that I smile when I see Grayson’s name on the screen of my phone?
It probably is. I might be getting a little too attached to him, and it’s only been a couple of days since I’ve seen Grayson, but I honestly can’t wait for the next time. It was a rush being with him, experiencing that adrenaline and freedom. It was honestly one of the best moments of my life
Grayson: Hey
Me: Hey
I press send, staring at the phone in my hand, waiting for his reply. I snuggle up on the couch, burying myself in the blanket, and try to focus on the tv instead of anticipating his response.
When the phone buzzes, I rip my eyes from the tv to my phone.
Grayson: What are you doing?
Is this a booty call? Sounds like one. But he made it very clear nothing like that will ever happen between us, which makes me a little confused.
Me: Watching TV.
I press send and put my phone down. But a second later, when it buzzes again, I check it instantly. I can’t help it.
Grayson: I’m downstairs. Your concierge won’t let me come up.
Why is Grayson in my apartment building?
Me: I’ll be right down.
I press send and get up from the couch, fixing my hair in the mirror. I wish I didn’t care what I looked like in front of Grayson. It doesn’t really matter, it’s not like we’re ever going to hook up, so I shouldn’t care how he sees me. However, that doesn't stop me from changing from my pajamas to a white crop top and pleated pants.
I grab my keys, shut the door behind me, and leave my apartment, heading downstairs. The elevator doors open, and I see Grayson standing in the lobby, leaning on the counter. His head turns when he sees me in the lobby.
A smile spreads across his face as he turns his head back to the concierge. “You see. I knew she would want to see me.”
The concierge, Sergio, ignores him, grumbling under his breath, and then turns to face me. “Miss Whitton. I apologize for the disturbance. This man said he knew you.”
“Yes, Sergio. I know him. It’s fine.”
Grayson stands, meeting me halfway. He looks down my body, and his breath stills. He’s checking me out. He finds me attractive. That’s good to know. I just wish he would show it. I wish he would let me practice everything on him.
“You look beautiful, angel,” he says.
Sergio scoffs, and Grayson scowls at him before taking my hand in his and pulling us outside.
“You ready to go?” he asks.
My eyes widen a little. “Now?” Honestly, I was ready to crash into bed, but I guess the plans have changed. When Grayson calls, I know I’ll have fun.
“Yeah,” he says, shrugging. “You ready for another lesson?”
A smile breaks out on my face. I love the sound of that. A lot. I nod, grinning at him. “Yeah.”
“A bar?” I ask, stepping out of his car.
He wouldn’t tell me where we were going. I’m a very curious person. As much as I love surprises, I’m also the kind of person who tries to guess everything, the kind who shakes the present to see if I can figure out what’s inside. I’m impatient. And the whole ride over, all he told me was, ‘you’ll see.’
“Yep,” he says, locking the car once I’ve closed the door behind me.
This bar is close to campus, so he must come here a lot. I start to wonder if he’s ever picked up girls here. I want to ask, but I don’t. Instead, I smile up at him as we walk inside.
The place is packed. I guess a game had just ended tonight, given that the whole football team is here, cheering and drinking. The whole room fills with their deep voices.
