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"Well, you know ..." I winked at her.
"Oh my gosh, you did not have sex with him in the club?" Alice's jaw dropped.
I giggled. "Shhh. Don't be loud, Alice. I don't want Foster to hear. Anyway, Oliver got really upset because he thought it was risky and la-de-da. And I basically told him that if this was too much for him and he didn't want to have fun, then maybe we shouldn't do it."
"Oh shit. And what did he say?"
"He said that he still wanted to do it, but ... He's annoying me. I mean, I just want to have fun. I really like him, and I hate that I just can't be spontaneous with him and just touch him and kiss him and do whatever I want to do."
"I know," Alice said. "That has to be really hard."
"I mean, part of it is kind of fun and sexy, but the other part of it is really annoying." I sighed and heard my phone pinging. "Shit, who's texting me?" I grabbed it. "Oh my God. It's Oliver."
"What's he saying?" Alice said.
"Let me see." I opened it. "'Can you come to my room?' He wants me to come to his room."
"Are you going to go?"
I chewed on my lower lip. "I don't know." I texted back, 'What for?'
"Okay. So I just asked him what for. And depending on what he says, then I will decide."
"Girl. He probably wants to fuck you again," Alice said. "What do you mean, 'what for'?"
I started laughing. "Well, I mean, I wouldn't say no, but he has to work for it. You know?"
"I feel you, girl," she said.
My phone pinged again. "I have something for you," the text message read.
"He says he has something for me."
"Girl, you better go. And if it's a ring, I will absolutely scream."
"Alice, don't be stupid. He's not going to get me a ring." I started laughing. "You're so silly sometimes."
"Sorry. I just don't know what I was thinking."
"It's fine. Anyway, I'm going to go speak to him, if you don't mind."
"That's fine," she said, yawning. "I'm tired. I'll probably be asleep by the time you get back. So don't rush back or anything."
"Alice," I said, laughing.
"What? I'm just saying take your time."
"Thanks, girl." I got up off the couch and twirled around. "How do I look?"
"As sexy as anyone could look in a T-shirt and shorts," she said.
"Thanks." I laughed and headed toward Oliver's bedroom. I tried to be careful as I walked past Foster's room because I didn't want him to get suspicious. I opened Oliver's door and walked inside. He was sitting on the bed, waiting for me.
"Hey," he said, looking up. He was only wearing a pair of black boxer shorts and no shirt.
I swallowed hard as I stared at his sexy body. "Hey ... What's going on?"
"I have something for you," he said, standing up.
