Page 68 of Frat Ghost Wingman

“Just figuring things out.”

I glanced at Zach. He was giving me what seemed like an encouraging smile.

“I’m all ears at the gym if you want to talk. We can also skip it and go get some coffee and a pastry at the Sticky Bun if you want.”

“No, I need to be good.”

“So, gym then the Sticky Bun?” I suggested.

Evan laughed. Finally. I was relieved to see his smile. “Sounds good.”

In a few more minutes, we were at Ross. Students were filing in, ready to eat.

“Well, I’ll see you later.” Zach shrugged.

“Come here.” I pulled him towards me so we were facing each other. “You still good letting people know?”

He nodded so I kissed him. Not with tongue, but long enough to smell his cologne and savor that cherry lip balm. I hadn’t even seen him put it on.

It was possible he was just naturally cherry-flavored.

“Have a good workout.” With a little wave, Zach turned and headed inside.

No one had given us a second glance. As it should be.

“Now, as for you”–I looked Evan square in the eyes–“are you going to tell me what’s up?”

“I-I’m not ready to talk about it yet. It’s…different.”

“Okay.” I wasn’t sure what that meant. “Are you okay? Someone’s not hurting you, are they?”

“No, it’s just that–you know that threesome I had a while back?”

“Yeah?”

“It kind of kept going.”

“Really?” Something clicked in my brain. “Wait, with two of our brothers?”

“That’s the issue. They’re not ready for it to be public.”

Damn it. Zach and I are flaunting ourselves in front of him and he’s struggling with all this. I grabbed his arm to stop him and wrapped him in a hug.

“And you want it to be?” I asked.

“I mean, it’s not traditional.” He shrugged me off and we kept walking. “But this is Vermont and we’re in college. If not now, when?”

I didn’t know what else to say. “I’m sorry, Evan.”

“It’ll work itself out or it won’t. They’re just hard to resist.”

With Zach touching my body, I felt everything with such an intensity. I could only imagine having two guys at once. I shivered, but not from the cold.

“You have free reign with me at the gym,” Evan said. “Let’s forget about all this for a bit.”

“Sure.”

I couldn’t help but wonder who he was messing around with, and why they felt the need to keep it private. It sounded like a possible relationship. Maybe that scared them? Though most guys loved telling everyone their sexual business. It’s all you usually heard about after a party for sure.