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“Well, what is it?” I ask, trying to keep my voice level. This little teaser she just gave me is precisely what I was hoping for, and I really need to keep myself in line so that I don’t piss her off.
“The thing is, Logan. We don’t know each other very well but let me give you some insight into me. I don’t just give out valuable information freely. There is a price. The question is, how bad do you want it?”
My brows furrow. “Okay… what is the price?”
Does she want money? Maybe to redecorate this cotton candy-inspired catastrophe of a bedroom? Or perhaps she wants to add more creepy dolls to her hidden collection?
“There are two things I want. First off, I want to be prom queen.”
I let out a derisive snort at the absurdity. “I have no control over that. You are going to have to fight Lyndsey and Cadence on that one.”
“You are the most popular guy in school. I’m sure you can make it happen.”
“How am I supposed to make you prom queen?”
“You may be a jock, but you’re not dumb. I’m sure you will figure something out.”
Shaking my head, I blow out an agitated breath. “Fine. I will make it happen. Is that it?”
“No, it’s not. I have a second request.”
“What?”
“I want you to take my virginity.”
My jaw drops as I stare at her, completely dumbfounded and wondering if I heard her right. Surely this is a joke, but by the grave and determined look on her face, either she is one hell of an actress, or she is, in fact, one-hundred-percent serious about this.
My shock subsides, and I burst out laughing. Her face turns a deep shade of red as her eyes narrow into a scowl, and the sight of her angry face has me laughing even harder.
“What the actual fuck?” I bellow. “Is this some kind of a joke? I am totally beingpunkedright now, aren’t I?” I start looking around the room for hidden cameras, wondering if the guys from the football team put her up to this.
“No, this is not a goddamn joke!” she barks, sitting up straight and pinning me with a glare. My laughter tapers as I attempt to get my shit together.
This is un-fucking-believable. What is with all the women at this school wanting to ride my dick? This is the second time in a year I’m being hustled into the sack. I don’t know whether to be flattered or pissed that I’m being forced to fuck.
Maybe I should consider a career as a male gigolo. I could make some serious money doing this shit. I wonder how much I should charge? It would be a convenient and easy part-time job when I’m away at college. Mind you, I don’t need the money, but it sure would be fun to—
“Logan!” Lily’s shrill voice snaps me out of my train of thought.
Fuck.
Where were we?
Oh right, Lily’s virginity.
Fuck my ass, stupid. How am I supposed to respond to this? This girl is out of her ever-loving mind.
I run my fingers through my hair, racking my brain, trying to think of a way to turn her down without pissing her off even more than I already have. “Look,” I say delicately in an attempt to placate her. “I don’t think you quite understand what you are asking of me. This is your V-card. It’s a big deal for girls. Wouldn’t you rather give this to a boyfriend?”
“What boyfriend?” she seethes, her expression turning venomous.
Oh shit, I’ve really pissed her off now.
“Ever since your so-called friends gave me that ridiculous nickname, all the guys at school have treated me like I have the damn plague. I don’t want to go to college a virgin.”
“Why don’t you ask Mason?” I suggest, hoping for a way out of this madness.
She scoffs bitterly. “I already tried that. He wouldn’t do it. Even when I threatened to expose his secret.”
