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Jacob stood up too and stretched. “Text me tomorrow,” he said and placed a soft kiss against my lips.

Where Axel’s tip had been seconds ago in my dream.

“Mhm,” I said. “Night! Love you!” I ran up the stairs, through the trapdoor, and slammed it shut.

What the fuck was that?!

Chapter 13 – You Had No Control Over Your Brain

Monday

“It’s normal to have sex dreams,” Sophie said. “You were just all turned on from what you’d done with Jacob earlier.”

“But I was having illicit thoughts about his friends,” I groaned.

“It kinda makes me want to go skiing.”

“What?”

She crouched down a bit and put both her hands out like she was grabbing onto ski poles... I sighed. Nope. I got it. She was pretending she was holding on to penises.

“Wait, were they lying down?” Sophie asked. “Or standing?” She adjusted her hands. “Classically they’re lying down I think.”

I ignored her. “Soph, this isn’t a weird funny skiing situation.”

“Isn’t it though?”

I slapped her arm so she’d stand up straight. “No. And I still didn’t tell Jacob about Axel spending the night.”

Sophie blew out an exasperated breath. “Girl, it’s fine. Jacob doesn’t need to know about that. It’s over.”

“Well, the thing with Leo happened before Jacob and I were official. And he was pretty pissed about that.”

“That was way worse. Axel was just sleeping next to you. Nothing happened. At least, nothing like in your dream,” she said with a smile.

I groaned again and let my forehead fall against my locker with a satisfying bang.

Sophie laughed. “It’s fine. I have sex dreams about Mr. Halifax like every night.”

“Not helping.”

“I’m totally helping. Plus, you were high. It hardly counts. You had no control over your brain.”

Huh. I slowly lifted my head. “Is that true?” I asked.

“I think so.”

I nodded. “That sounds right. I mean, I was going to let Leo cum in my hair and I don’t even know if I’m into that.”

She laughed. “Well, Single Girl Rule #27: If he makes you come, he can cum anywhere he wants. And he definitely made you come at homecoming.”

I sighed. “Is there a rule #47?”

“No, why?”

I shrugged. “I may have made one up the other day and I kind of liked it. Single Girl Rule #47: Always give your boyfriend a blowjob when he’s upset with you.”

Sophie laughed. “I’m obsessed. But why would there be a rule that mentions boyfriends in rules for single girls? But I guess technically it seems like Russians think you’re single until you say ‘I do.’ Either way, you can’t just go adding random rules.”