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They are still closed a couple minutes later when he hears Hannah finishing up in the bathroom. He lifts his head up but can’t do more than that.
When Hannah comes out she looks like she did upon arriving, all dressed and made up again and looking none the worse for wear.
Scott envies her.
“Thanks,” he says as Hannah heads for the door. “That was fun.”
“My pleasure,” she replies.
“I hope you don’t mind if I don’t see you out the door.”
“Not at all,” Hannah says. She seems like she’s in a hurry.
“Is everything okay?” Scott asks.
“Everything is fine,” she says as she reaches the door
Scott doesn’t believe her. “Are you sure?”
“Yeah,” she says, opening the door. But before she steps out into the hallway, she turns back. “Actually, it’s not.”
“What’s the matter?” Scott asks, sitting on the edge of the bed now. “Did I do something wrong?”
“No,” she says. “Well, yes. Sort of.”
Scott flashes her a confused look. “I don’t understand.”
“Listen,” Hannah says. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but I don’t understand why you couldn’t have done all this stuff with Taylor. It’s not like you got out of line or anything. I guarantee she’s had a lot crazier shit done to her that what you did to me tonight.”
“You really think so?”
Hannah gives him a little smile. “I know so. I’ve been there for some of it. Hell, I’ve done more extreme stuff to her myself.”
Scott laughs and shakes his head. “I don’t know . . .”
“Trust me,” Hannah says. “That girl is a bigger freak than I am. And that’s saying a lot. She’d enjoy a night like tonight. Especially with you.”
“What?
?s that supposed to mean?”
“Well, you didn’t hear it from me, but she actually kind of likes you. More than girls like us are supposed to like the men we hook up with.”
“Yeah, right,” Scott says.
“I’m serious,” Hannah says. “She talks about you all the time.”
“Really?”
Hannah nods.
Scott isn’t sure if he actually believes her or not but can’t figure out why Hannah would lie about something like this. Unless she just didn’t have a good time tonight and didn’t want him calling her again. Which was entirely possible, he supposes. Just not very probable.
“Well, I better get going,” Hannah says. “I’ve probably already said too much.”
Scott wants to ask her a few more questions but he doesn’t want to seem desperate, and besides, she’s already closing the door behind her so he just lets it go.
He falls back onto the bed and tries not to think about the implications of Hannah’s little confessional there at the end. Luckily for him the copious amounts of alcohol still in his system and the total exhaustion from the evening with Hannah combine to send him into a deep, dreamless sleep almost immediately. He will worry about Taylor later. Right now it’s time to recover.
