Murphy is available.
“I can’t believe I speak to you.”
“You. Me. Prom.” I lean over and kiss her cheek. “My mom is making tacos tonight. You coming over for dinner?”
“Ugh, fine, but I’m only coming for her and the tacos.”
3
Rex
High School—SeniorYear
I pause my game at the sound of a knock on my bedroom door.
“Come in,” I call out.
When the door opens, I expect to find my mom, asking for dirty laundry or if I’ve decided on which college I’m going to attend.
Nope and nope.
My back straightens in my chair when Carolina walks in.
Relief settles inside me. Lately, she’s been distant, blaming it on finals, scholarships, and college acceptance letters. I have no doubt she’s stressed. Her parents put too much pressure on her to be perfect, and it pisses me off.
I blink, adjusting my eyes to her in the faint light coming from my desk lamp, as she shuts the door.
“Did you try to call?” I ask, tossing the controller in my hand to the side.
She shakes her head, and my stomach drops as I focus on her. She reminds me of a nervous cub who lost her mother as she fidgets with her bracelet and then her earrings and then pulls at the end of her ponytail.
The fuck?
I stand from my chair. “Is everything okay?”
Her fidgeting stops as she draws in a breath and plays with the button of her sweater. “I want you to take my virginity.” The words fall from her mouth so casually, like she’s asking me to watch a movie, not confiscate her fucking V-card.
There’s no stopping the laughter that rolls out of me. “Good one.”
She shoots me a frustrated glare. “I’m serious. I want you to take my virginity.Tonight.”
I pinch the bridge of my nose. “Quit fucking with me.”
We’ve talked about her virginity—mainly me teasing and telling her to keep it forever—but she’s never suggestedItake the damn thing before. She’s either messing with me or lost her mind.
Conversation change, pronto.
“Want to order a pizza? Watch a movie?”
“Screw pizza,” she snaps. “I’m not going to college a virgin.”
“Why not? You should stay a virgin forever.”
Don’t get me wrong. It’s not that I haven’t imagined having sex with Carolina. I’ve imagined sex with her a fucking lot.
In the shower with my hand on my cock.
In bed with my hand on my cock.