Page 16 of Shiver
It makes me…want.
Shaking my head, I smile. “Thanks.” It’s not just because of the words, but I feel like he means them. I could be delusional. Maybe I just need to feel like someone is in my corner. Someone believes that I can do this. If someone believes in me, then why can’t I believe in myself? And if someone is confident that I can pull this off, I sure as fuck don’t want to prove them wrong.
I will work harder. Iwillmake sure I succeed. Their confidence in me won’t be in vain.
Rake hands me the bag and I look inside. There’s still food. I could still eat. He chuckles. “Eat, Egon. I’m going to take a shower.”
He gets up and I resolutely focus on the bag, pulling out what he left. As I’m tearing into the last sandwich, I realize that he purposefully bought all this, knowing that I eat like a giant. I stare at the television, watching the highlights of whatever sports games were on, and not listening to the way the water breaks in the shower as Rake moves under it.
Yep. That’s it. I need to get laid.
* * *
I findTemca in her room. She’s delighted that I ‘finally decided to pay her some attention.’ I don’t bother to remind her that hockey and school are my top priorities, as I have countless times before. I mean, I get it. She wants to feel important. It’s hard to feel like a priority when there’s so many other things to contend with.
“All day is you, babe,” I tell her, enjoying the way her pretty pink lips pull into a smile. She presses her body to mine and I can’t help but wonder why I’m disappointed she doesn’t feel more substantial. She’s all soft curves, delicious ass, and boobs. What’s not to love about that?
“Promise?” she asks, batting her lashes at me.
She’s cute, right? “Yeah,” I tell her, smiling and kissing her lips. “Promise. We’ll watch this movie and cuddle. Then we’ll go to dinner. And see what’s going on tonight.”
“What’s going on tonight is I’m kicking my roommate out, so we have the room to ourselves. It’s been far too long, Egon.” She brings her lips to my ear and murmurs in a sultry voice. “I want to ride your big dick.”
While I know I basically ran here with the chant going through my head,I need to get laid, I’m not sure why the idea doesn’t excite me as it used to. It didn’t even stir my cock.
I quickly cover my frown with a smile when she pulls back to look at me, smug and confident that she’s turned me on. I try to think of what I’d normally do. Bring her on my lap now? Kiss her? Teaser her? Or—
A phone notification saves me from having to determine what normal Egon would do right now. I basically push her off me so I can grab my phone. Temca laughs, which I’m relieved about.
The stupid flip in my stomach at seeing Rake’s name on my screen is ignored. And I force my smile to remain off my face. I click on the text.
Rakesh Aahnu
You left your textbook here.
Me
Which one?
Not that it matters. It’s not like I plan to study today. I can grab it tomorrow.
Rakesh Aahnu
Toxicology.
Me
I can grab it later if you’ll be around.
Rakesh Aahnu
Let me know when. I have plans.
Disappointment curls inside me. So does irritation. The ridiculous question of ‘would he have made plans if I’d not run out of there like a scared deer’ runs through my mind.
Me
Okay, yeah. Fine. I’ll text you later.
