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?