Me:What?

Troy:That’s what you’re supposed to do. Add “in bed” to your fortune. It makes them better.

Me:You’re such a guy.

Troy:True. But my statement is also true.

Me:If you say so.

Troy:Do you have any siblings?

Me:Random, but no. My mom only ruined me, thank God.

Troy:Sucks you didn’t have anyone though.

Me:It’s fine. I’m used to it.

Troy:Have you ever been outside Cali?

Me:I haven’t even been outside of So Cal. Besides Vegas.

Troy:What’s your favorite food?

Me:Is this about to turn into some 20 questions game where you try to get to know me like I’m your girlfriend?

Troy:Are you going to assume everything I say is because I want to date you?

Me:Yes.

Me:Am I wrong?

Troy:Friends get to know each other all the time. They are harmless questions.

Me:That’s how it starts.

Troy:What exactly do you think is going to happen if I learn things about you?

Me:I don’t know. You’ll mash it with your stupid charm and trick me into wanting more than sex.

Troy:You’re right. That sounds terrible.

Me:Can you see my eye roll from here?

Troy:Okay, how about this? You play with me. But we’ll switch it up. We’ll add “in bed” to each question. You agreed to just sex. So, we’ll stick with that.

Me:Fine.

Troy:What’s your favorite food… in bed?

Me:Gummy bears.

Me:Although, I’ll give you a bonus answer and tell you that it’s not just in bed. Gummy bears everywhere, all the time.

Troy:Noted. Provide a sugar rush as refuel between orgasms.

I chuckle when Troy’s text comes through. Mack glances up from his song notebook to look at me but doesn’t say anything.

Me:Now we are getting somewhere. What’s your favorite thing to eat in bed?