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“I say you take Chase up on his offer. Why the hell not? To get laid by Levi Dent…man, can you even imagine? It’s like getting your high school wish finally granted!” Kristen. My ears perk at the mention of Levi’s name. As quietly as possible, I climb on top of the toilet seat so they don’t see me.
“I’m totally doing it. I’ll meet Levi in any closet for an old school game of Seven Minutes in Heaven,” Rebecca says, her over-glossed lips smacking together. I peek through the tiny slit in the stall door, my curiosity in full affect. Seven Minutes in Heaven? With Levi?
“Okay, so tell me exactly what he said. I was too busy giving Ben let’s fuck eyes,” Kristen says, smearing tacky red lipstick over her lips.
Rebecca primps her hair, puckering her lips some more, and says, “Chase said Levi is feeling down and needs to get laid. Apparently, his girl cheated on him. Simply asked me if I was up for the challenge. If so, meet him in the supply closet three doors down from the left in twenty minutes. He would be waiting for me—and bam! I take Levi Dent for the ride of his life.” She giggles, the sound like nails on a chalkboard. I’m disgusted at how his friend can set him up like that. Levi is not like them. He’s kind and friendly, polite and actually has manners—unlike everyone else Kipley associates himself with.
“Wow, girl. So jelly. I’ve always heard rumors Levi is as good in bed as he is at football.” All the girls moan, including me—a silent groan of appreciation for my childhood secret crush. Is now a good time to confess it was a huge crush? Possibly borderline unhealthy? Not that I was the only one. I had to step in line with every single other girl in his high school class when it came to Levi Dent. He’s the perfect guy. Dark hair, green eyes, muscles on top of muscles. And it’s not only his appearance—it’s all of him. I’m just as guilty of having those fantasies and wishes. The blushed cheeks I couldn’t hide for the life of me whenever he came over, always fantasizing about him doing something extremely naughty to me.
I bite on my hand to stop myself from giving myself away. Each one tosses their lipstick-blotched Kleenexes into the trash, and a gust of music flows into the bathroom as one of the girls opens the door.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be the first to report. When I meet him in the supply closet in exactly twenty minutes, I’ll make sure to snap a pic of his prize-winning cock.” The flock of giggles exit, and the bathroom once again becomes silent.
Dropping to my feet, I open the door and take a good look at myself. “God, no wonder people make fun of me. I resemble goddamn Curly Sue.” I groan, pulling on my stupid hair Mom insisted I get curled. I run my fingers through it to help loosen the mess, then grab some pins from the emergency basket and fix it, along with the makeup my tears ruined. A pathetic part of me wishes it was me meeting Levi in the supply room. Of course, he would never willingly choose someone like me.
Unless he didn’t know.
I arch my shoulders, an insane plan starting to form in my insane head. If I got caught, I would be toast. But if I didn’t… What do I have to lose?
An I’m out of my mind giggle travels up my throat, and I cover my mouth.
One of us would be getting their wish granted tonight.
And I would be doing Levi a favor.
Kind of…
Levi
I trip into the bar, and Kip grabs at my bicep. “Whoa, you good, man? You’ve been drinking a little heavy tonight.” A worried expression mixes into Kip’s drunk gaze. He shouldn’t be worried. I haven’t felt this loose in ages. After Teresa left me, I couldn’t sleep, eat, and my work started suffering. I just needed to find an outlet to release all the pent-up anger I’ve been harboring. I thought I loved her. God, was I wrong. That wasn’t love. It was desperation.
“I’m fine. Just enjoying myself.” I slap my hand on the bar to steady myself and empty the rest of my gin and tonic. I peer around in hopes of spotting someone who will take my mind off my ex. Mid-sweep of the room, my eyes land on little Hannah Matthews scurrying across the dancefloor like a girl on a mission. Her cheeks are flushed, as they always are, her full chest bouncing up and down. I bet she has nice nipples. The perfect sized breasts. I bet when a man makes her come, she squeals that little timid sound she always made when she was younger and got excited about things her brother would tell her. What the fuck am I doing?
