Page 107 of Rock Me All Night
I flip him off playfully.
"Hey, Dr. Smart. This is Miles. Meg has told me so much about you." His eyes stay on mine. He's smiling ear to ear.
He sweet-talks my mom. I can tell she's charmed from over here. He's welcome to stay as long as he wants. He's thrilled to finally meet my parents he's supposedly heard so much about.
He even says goodbye and ends the call without passing it back to me.
* * *
After lunch, Miles takes me home. It's midterms week. No time for anything but school. I kiss him goodbye, warn him I'll be unavailable, and devote the entirety of my night to studying.
I don't stop until I'm about to fall asleep at my desk.
I brush my teeth and throw myself onto my bed. My phone is still blinking. There's a text from Miles.
Miles: You ready for midterms?
Meg: Not yet. I need to study. I’m not sure I’ll ever be done studying. No time for distracting rock stars with very distracting mouths.
Miles: And hands.
Meg: Yes, and we could add cocks while we're at it.
Miles: Only have the one. That not enough for you?
Meg: You know what I mean!
Miles: I'll get a sex toy.
Meg: Don't start. I have to go to bed. First midterm is at nine a.m.
Miles: Studying all night tomorrow?
Meg: All night every night.
Miles: Been thinking. Sure would be a nice benefit if you could take a relaxing study break at home.
Meg: Yeah?
Miles: Without ever leaving your bed.
Meg: I'm listening. Well, reading.
Miles: Text me tomorrow when you're done studying. For your reward.
Meg: I'm not a puppy.
Miles: You'll like it.
Meg: I'll consider it. Goodnight.
Miles: Dream about me.
I dream about finals. That same awful dream where I wake up late and arrive just as class is getting out. It doesn't happen. I'm early to every exam. I come home. I collapse, drink tea, study my ass off, and fall asleep at my desk. When I wake, my phone is buzzing with a text from Miles.
Miles: Guess that's failure. Don't worry. You can collect your reward tomorrow.
Miles: I dreamt about you.
