Page 48 of Fast Break
Trey’s eyebrows lift off his head. “Holy shit. You’re serious?”
“Deadly serious.”
“Like what? Last night …?” Trey prompts.
“Yeah,” I admit.
“So are we talking blowjobs or have you like … you know?”
“Have we what?”
“You’re gonna make me say it, huh? Have you and him … you know, fucked?” Trey asks.
I snigger. “No, we haven’t gone that far.”
“But you want to?” Trey is curious about this. I am not feeling any hint of judgment from him. I’m pretty sure he’s just feeling out my level of interest in Quinn.
“Yeah. I do,” I admit, no point denying it. I’ve been thinking about it ever since Quinn mentioned the word condom earlier. Now it’s all I can think about.
“Holy shit,” he repeats. He’s chewing on his bottom lip while I wait as he processes his thoughts. “So does this mean you’re bisexual?”
I let out another breath. “I thought maybe a while back that I might be bisexual. But then after all the stuff with Chanel … and the more time I spend with Quinn … I think I’m actually more like just gay.”
“Holy shit, cuz,” Trey says again. “So you weren’t actually lying about what happened with Chanel? I thought you were just being all coy.”
“Nah, man. I have no interest in doing anything with Chanel. Or any other girl for that matter. I was not lying about that.”
“Wow. Okay. But … but dude. Yourparents.” His horror mirrors my own whenever I think of how my parents will react to this.
“I know, Trey. I know.”
“Man, they are gonna explode,” he says, shaking his head.
“You think I don’t know that?”
Trey is silent for another few moments. “But he’s worth it? Quinn?”
“Yes. He’s worth it. I really like him, Trey.” Liking Quinn is quite literally the one thing I am sure of right now.
“And he treats you good?”
“Yeah, Trey, he treats me good. He’s been super respectful of everything. Especially with how I have no experience and he has loads.”
“Man, I knew something was up. The way you always stare at him. The way you get all shy and tongue-tied around him. I should have seen it coming,” Trey mulls.
“I think I’ve been crushing on him a while,” I admit.
“Can I make a suggestion?” Trey asks, his tone thoughtful as he leans back towards me. “Can I tell my dad?” I recoil instantly at the thought of anyone else knowing, particularly someone so close to my family. “Before you freak out, I’m just saying maybe it’s best I give my dad a heads up. That way if anything blows up for you here … well, you know my folks are going to have your back, right? And me. I promise I’ll always have your back.”
“Thank you. That means a lot,” I tell him, letting my racing heart calm. “And yeah, maybe you’re right about telling your dad. I have no idea what to expect at this end. Quinn’s mum is, like, totally cool with everything, even with me staying the night. She talked to us about safe sex this morning. It’s crazy to me.”
“You know my parents will never judge. We talk about you all the time at home. They worry about you.”
“Thanks but there’s nothing to worry about right now. I’ve got it under control.”
“Sure,” he huffs a laugh. “So how are we going to manage this then? I assume you tell your parents you’re staying with me when you’re blowing Quinn?”
“Trey! Seriously.”
