Elliot is the first to resume his cube-fidgeting. “We could send you better ones.”
I chug the rest of my water to avoid eye contact with any of them, so they don’t see how much that idea appeals to me. They do look sort of stiff and awkward in the picture I took of themwith their prize ribbons. I wouldn’t mind having better photos of them. I’m not prepared to fully examine why I want them, though.
Lukas, apparently taking my silence for agreement, pulls out his phone. “What’s your number?”
The back door opens and Ronnie pokes her head out, her gaze sweeping from one end of the porch to the other before her eyes land on us.
“There you are,” she says, stepping out and immediately wrapping her arms around her shoulders to stay warm. “I’m going home with Trevor, are you cool out here?”
Ronnie’s eyes shift, questioning, to the four tall guys leaning against the railing with their phones out. If I said anything, she’d jump in and drag me out of here with her. Sure, she might then make me hang out in Trevor’s living room while she spends time with him in his bedroom, but she would rescue me if I needed her to.
“We’ll bring her home,” Elliot tells her.
“She’ll be safe with us,” adds Felix.
Ronnie eyes them, solving their cubes one-handed with their phones in the other, and grins at me.
“Okay, I’ll tell Callie. See you in the morning!” She disappears back into the house, the door slamming shut behind her.
Wow. Normally when she ditches me at a party it takes ages to convince her I’ll be fine catching a ride back to the dorm with any of the other girls on our floor. Turning back to the guys, I take in the way they fidget with their cubes and realize that she probably assumed they’re harmless nerds. Or maybe she’s engaging in her favorite activity: Meddling in Rebecca’s Love Life (or Lack Thereof). Knowing Ronnie, that’s the more likely scenario.
“Okay,” says Lukas, straightening from the railing. “Do you want us to take you home now, or do you want to stay for a bit longer?”
“Oh, no, you don’t have to do that. I’m sure I can find one of the other girls from my dorm to drive me back. We all came together, they’ll text me when they want to leave.” I don’t want to make them drive all the way to my college just to turn around and drive right back here. Well, not here, specifically. I’m not sure where they live, but I’m pretty sure it’s not in this frat house.
Elliot looks baffled. “Of course we need to,” he says. “We promised whoever that was we would take you home.”
“That was my roommate, Ronnie.” I steel myself for them to start asking more questions about her. People are always asking about Ronnie because she’s so fun and outgoing and pretty. She makes an impression.
“Okay, well, we don’t want to have lied to Ronnie. We want her to like us. If your friends don’t like us, they won’t want you to date us.” Lukas hands me his phone. “I opened a new contact so you can easily put in your information.”
He steps off the back porch into the yard, and starts making his way around to the front of the house. The others follow, shepherding me along with them. I let them guide me, because my brain is still back on the porch trying to wrap itself around what Lukas just said.
They … they want to date me? These guys, these four good-looking, obviously brilliant guys, want ordinary, boring me? I know I’ve been flirting with the idea all week, with my tame little “they win and run offstage to have behind-closed-doors celebration sex with me” fantasies, but I haven’t fully acknowledged even to myself that I’ve developed a huge crush on them.
I only glance back at the house once before following them, Lukas’s phone still in my hand. I could go inside and look for Callie and Reyna, but I doubt they want to leave yet, and I’m over this party. Besides, the guys are surrounding me, corralling me to wherever they’ve parked their car.
Looking down at Lukas’s phone, I see he already started the phone contact for me, putting in both my first and last name. All I have to do is put in a number.
Girls in college do this sort of thing all the time. They meet a guy, give him their number, he texts them, and they go out on dates. Maybe they even sleep together. This is all completely normal.
It’s just that this is new to me. I’m not the type of girl to sleep around, or even date. I don’t think I know how to do this. Especially if, as Lukas implied, theyallwant to date me.
How would that work? Would I be dating them all individually, just with the understanding that they’re all okay with it? Or would I be dating all of them together, at the same time? And beyond dating, if we get to the point where we’re having sex, isthatgoing to be a group activity, or individual?
I’m getting ahead of myself. I haven’t even typed my number into Lukas’s phone yet, it’s way too soon to be thinking about sex.
But now that I’ve started, I can’t seem to stop imagining what each of them is like between the sheets.
Sebastian doesn’t talk much but I can feel his eyes on me, the way he notices every detail, every movement. I bet he’d be attentive in bed. He’d make sure I came first.
Lukas, on the other hand, is pretty vocal about what he wants. He’d tell me exactly what he wants me to do. And probably manhandle me into every position he can think of to try. I think he’d still make sure I was having a good time, but he’d be a lot more take-charge than Sebastian.
Felix probably really would want to try everything. I bet he has a running to-do list of every position and location that occurs to him, so he can tick them off one by one.
And Elliot, he’s just plain sweet. He’s probably a slow, gentle lover. Eager to please. Probably gives hours of oral pleasure before even getting to the main event and his own release.
We arrive at their car, a small black SUV, and I blink back into focus. I don’t remember the walk from the house to here, distracted as I was thinking about what kind of sex they each like. Lukas opens the back door and gestures for me to climb in.
