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Notice that neither of us wondered how we got pregnant.

She knew how. I knew how. We were so careful almost all of the time. I’d say in general, we had a five percent margin of laziness, and that laziness turned into cockiness when it was continually met without any sort of consequence.

A few months before all this we’d had a party up at the Dartmouth house.

It was parent-less, huge and loose, and I don’t know what it was about that night, but I remember standing in the kitchen, me and the boys, shotgunning beers. I drank mine first, dropped the can to the floor, walked over to Parks, hand behind her head, kissed her hard against the wall. The whole room cheered. Slipped my hand onto her face, holding her cheek as I kissed her more. The room thought I was doing it for show, but I was just doing it for me. That’s how I kissed her even if no one was watching.

I smiled at her as I pulled away, walking back to the boys, leaving her breathless against the wall, her eyes wanting me in an obvious way.

Me and Parks spent most of that party apart because sometimes it felt fun to do that, play hard to get with each other. We’d stare at each other from across the room, tension building, eye fucking like mad.

Every now and then if she felt like another girl was chatting me up a bit too much she’d shoulder her out of the way.

“Which room should we stay in tonight?” she asked loudly, even though it was her house and Lacey Talbot skulked away, put in her place.

I laughed, slipped my hand in the small of her back, lower than low, and pulled her into me, kissing the top corner of her lip. “The master.” I grinned down at her, loving every chance to power play her dad. I pushed some hair behind her ear. “You good?”

She nodded, smiling. “Are you?”

I nodded back, pressed my lips against hers and she wandered away.

An hour and a bit passed and I hadn’t seen her in a while.

Missed her, felt like holding her. I was ready for everyone else to fuck off home so I could have her to myself again.

I went for a wander, looking for Parks. Found her sitting on the bed of the master with Pails and another girl from school they were all close with because Henry fancied her. Romilly something.

Parks sat up a little straighter on the bed, cheeks pink as soon as she saw me.

I walked over to her; my eyes didn’t flinch.

I just wanted to be with her.

“Can you girls give us a minute?” I nodded at her friends without looking at them.

Romilly sniggered and rolled off the bed, but Paili just sat next to Parks, frozen.

“Paili?” Romilly called to her, but Paili was watching me weirdly.

In retrospect, that’s probably the day I first worked out she had a thing for me. Kind of fucked up when you think about it — didn’t give two shits about it at the time. All I could see was Parks.

“Paili—” Romilly called again.

I remember Parks looking at her best friend all confused.

“Pails, fuck off—” I laughed.

“But we were—” She started and I pulled my T-shirt up over my head.

“Oi, listen — I’m going to have sex with my girlfriend, Paili, so either you leave, or we’re heading to the closet.”

She let out an embarrassed sound and scurried away.

I shook my head as we watched her leave, and then I locked the door behind her.

“Fuck she’s weird.”

Parks gave me a look. “She’s my best friend.”

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