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Halsey shrugs, unconcerned.
“I don’t know. Maybe. Or maybe they’ll let me do all remote learning. But my gut feeling is that I’m going to leave Loyola, girlfriend. You know me. I was never really into school to begin with, and to be honest, I wouldn’t be surprised if I get put on academic probation as soon as we get back. My midterm grades were awful, and I’m not exactly looking forward to going back and cramming for finals. It’s going to be a huge shitshow.”
I stare at her.
“So you’re dropping out of school?” I ask in a low voice.
Halsey shrugs and smiles, tossing a lock of long blonde hair over her shoulder.
“Yeah, probably. I mean, if Travis wins the auction, I’m literally going to be the lady of the manor. I know I’m projecting a bit, but I expect to have my hands full managing this place. There will be gardeners, cooks, maids, and cleaning staff. Not to mention,” she adds in a low tone, “Travis and I are trying to get pregnant,” she shares with a blush. “So soon, there may be the pitter patter of little feet, especially since I know that my boyfriend’sveryvirile.”
I stare at her, even more flummoxed now.
“But Hals, you’re nineteen and you just met this guy in September! It’s only been two months.”
The beautiful blonde shrugs, unconcerned.
“Yeah, but when you know, you know, girlfriend. I mean, I’ve been with a lot of guys in the past. Honestly, I could write a book on my dating experiences because you know I’ve always been into older men, Annie. Hell, when I was a sophomore in high school, I was seeing a guy who was sixty!”
I stammer with shock.
“Sixty? But you must have been only sixteen!”
Halsey giggles with a sly smile.
“Yeah, my parents were pretty taken aback. Hell, they were pissed. But you know I’m from Georgia, right? The age of consent there is sixteen, so it wasn’t like we were committing a crime, and besides, Howard was very kind to me. His wife had just passed away, and being with a pretty young thing was exactly what he needed as a pick me up.”
I stare at her.
“Yes, but what aboutyou? You were nothing but an impressionable young teenager!”
“Who me?” Halsey laughs. “No, it was totally fine being with Howard! I enjoyed it and besides, you know that diamond tennis bracelet I have? The one that’s five carats? That’s Howard,” she winks craftily. But then my friend becomes serious. “I know not all women are attracted to older men, but I always say they’re like fine wines. They just need some time to settle in, and then we’re good to go.”
I merely shake my head, astonished. So evidently, Halsey’s been in relationships with older men before, including a relationship with a sixty year old just a few years ago. Even more, she’s planning on dropping out of school, in order to set up her castle out here in Long Island where she’s going to have children with Travis and basically become a housewife. Holy cow, this is so nuts.
But then I realize that without Halsey as my roommate, I likely won’t see Curt after this break ends. After all, she’s the connection between the two of us, so why would he reach out to me if that connection’s no longer there? Of course, there’s the hot sex, but let’s be honest. A guy like Curt can get hot sex from any woman he wants. They probably see his gun and badge and melt straightway into a puddle at his feet.
It makes me bite my lip, looking at the ground as I kick at an invisible root.
“What is it?” Halsey asks with a smile. “Something got you down? I know that yesterday and hell, even this morning, were pretty eye-opening, but it’s fine, Annie. You’re among friends, and it’s not like we’re going to spread it around that you’re a nympho or anything.”
I look up and shoot her a wavery smile.
“Oh no, it’s not that. I just … well, you know this weekend’s events came as a surprise to me, but it was a surprise to Curt as well. Do you think he wants to…?”
Halsey looks at me expectantly.
“Wants to what?”
I bite my lip, fidgeting a bit.
“Well, do you think he wants to see me after Thanksgiving is over? I mean, of course we’re having a good time together, but maybe it’s just a short-term liaison. Maybe after we leave to go back to Loyola, Curt will decide that this isn’t his thing, and he wants out.”
Halsey shrugs.
“Maybe.”
I stare at her.
