Can’t. I have rugby.
Then how about five? Are you done by then?
I’ll be at the gym.
Seven?
Eight.
There’s a pause, and then she texts back.Okay.
What about your date?
She doesn’t text back.
I laugh as I set the phone down. She didn’t have a date. I’ve never even seen her show interest in a guy, except maybe me.She says she hates me, but that day I backed her against the wall, her breathing got heavy, her lips parted, and when I touched her, her whole body shivered.
She’ll never admit it, but there’s a part of her that wants me. And I admit there’s a part of me that wants her too, just to see what it’d be like. I’ve never been with someone who challenges me and takes shots at my ego. It pisses me off and turns me on at the same damn time. It sounds messed up, and it is, but I like it. It’s a feeling I only get with Ella. I’ve fantasized about what it’d be like to be with her. I imagine her yelling at me, and me quieting that sassy mouth with a kiss that would rock her fucking world. I’d run my hands up and down her body, over her tight little ass, her tiny waist, her perky breasts. I’d have her whole body shivering from my touch, begging me for more.
I look down and notice my cock standing at attention. It’s been out of commission for days. I’ve been too wrapped up in everything going on to take care of my sexual needs. I haven’t been with Aubrey for over a week. Normally, my dick would be aching for some action, but it hasn’t been, until just now, when I was thinking about Ella.
I grab the lube from my nightstand. Maybe it’s wrong, but I don’t give a shit. I’ve already got this fantasy going, so I might as well finish it.
An hour later, I’m trying to fall asleep, but my mind’s still on Ella and the scene I played out in my head of me doing things to her while she moans my name and begs me for more. I should be thinking of Aubrey, and I have in the past, but it’s never turned me on like this, to the point that I have to get myself off again before I can finally fall asleep.
* * *
The next day, my mind is still on Ella and the dirty thoughts I had about her. When I see her in class, I smile without realizingit, and she yells at me, thinking I’m up to something. If she only knew.
“They dropped it off,” Finn says, coming up to me at my locker. “It’s back in the garage.”
I ignore him, still pissed at him for hanging up on me last night. He knows better than that. He also knows he’ll have to grovel to get me to talk to him again. I was trying to help him, and helpallof us, and he acted like a fucking child.
“I’m sorry, okay?” he whispers, looking around to make sure no one’s listening. “I was just tired of you telling me what to do. I can’t live like this. I can’t hide out in my house until all this shit blows over.”
“Yeah, actually you can.” I slam my locker door shut and turn to him. “If Parker and I can do it, so can you. You think we don’t want to be out drinking tonight? I’d drink right now if I could, but I need to keep my mind clear. Just one screwup and we’re done.”
“I could go to the party and just not drink.”
“You know that’s not gonna happen. If you go, you’ll get wasted, and then you’ll tell someone.”
“Then what am I supposed to do tonight?”
“Get wasted at your house. Drink and watch porn until you pass out.”
He smiles. “Actually, that’s not a bad idea.”
“I need to get to practice. Get your ass home and stay there. I’m sending Parker over to check on you so you better be there.”
“Where are you going to be?”
“Where I don’t want to be.”
“What does that mean?”
“I have to meet Ella to do an assignment for Chem lab. I’ve been putting it off all week but it’s due on Monday and she’s working this weekend. Tonight’s the only time we can meet.”
“Does Aubrey know?”
