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I wanted that at one point, but now I just want to get it over with. My virginity is like a dark cloud following me around. All my friends have lost theirs. My best friend, Lana, slept with her boyfriend over the summer. My new roommate, Sienna, has been sleeping with hers for two years.
Then there's me.
Pure little Evie.
The girl who never dated in high school because she was afraid to introduce anyone to her dad or her brother. The most overprotective men in the world. One look from either of them, and guys would run. Put them together, in the same room, I'd never hear from him again.
And don't forget Finn. He is with Max most of the time, adding to my torture.
Because what boy in their right mind would ever stand up to two guys who towered over him. Guys who could bench press him. Throw him across the room with ease.
Maybe that is my problem. I always go for the scrawny guys.
I have no idea how Willow handled it when she was my age.
My dad even had a 'talk' he gave to any guy who came into our house. Now Max gives it. According to my prom date, it's scary as hell.
Which is why I didn't lose my virginity that night. Josh was too scared to touch me. We'd made a pact, and he broke his end of the bargain. Neither of us wanted to go to college a virgin. We both wanted to be rid of the cloud of doom. It didn't matter that we weren't in love or dating. That we'd never even kissed before.
We were friends.
That was good enough.
It was only going to happen once.
No. Big. Deal.
Except my brother ruined it for me. He scared the life out of Josh, and he started backpedaling as soon as we drove away from my house. We fought about it over dinner. As we drove to prom. While we danced.
By the time we were headed back to my house, I was so angry I wanted to cry. But I wasn't mad at Josh. Nope. All my anger was directed at my brother. Because he was the one who ruined my night. He, once again, found a way to scare off a guy.
After that, I was hell-bent on getting as far away from Max as possible. If I was willing to leave my mom, I would have gone to a different college. It's less than a year. Eight months of torture. Seven if you account for all the breaks.
I can survive my brother for that long, right?
I sure as hell hope so because I don't really have a choice.
