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“My boy,” he said, clasping my back when I leaned in for a man hug. “I was surprised to hear from you. Weren’t you supposed to be out with Hannah tonight?”
I took a seat and lifted his tumbler off the table, downing all the liquid that was inside.
He laughed as he watched me. “It turned into that kind of night, huh?”
I wiped my lips. “Shit.” And then I shook my head. “The past hour has been interesting as fuck, to say the least.”
A waiter happened to be walking by, and Macon stopped him, requesting a drink for each of us.
My best friend then eyed me down, that bright green stare feeling like it was hitting straight through my chest. “What’s going on?”
He was safe.
A vault.
Still, for some reason, I didn’t want to get into all the details.
“Do you remember Oaklyn, my sister’s best friend?”
“Oaklyn …” he repeated, using both hands to pull at his gelled hair. “The hottie with the best ass in LA? Long, dark hair, icy-blue eyes—”
“Yeah, her,” I said, cutting him off, his description sending a feeling into my chest that I didn’t like.
He was right; her ass was a fucking trophy.
Any guy at my party that night would have noticed.
Still, there was something about his portrayal that rubbed me the wrong way.
“She’s a virgin,” I continued. “And she wants me to take her virginity.” I reached for his drink again before remembering there was nothing left, so I poured some of the ice into my mouth and chomped. “I put it off for a whole year.”
He rested his arms on the table, leaning forward, bringing us even closer. “She’s a virgin? Damn, I never would have guessed that.” He took the toothpick out of the empty glass and sucked the olives into his mouth. “Second, why the fuck did you put it off for a year and not tap that immediately? Dude, that’s not like you. The Camden I know would have popped that cherry the second she asked.”
I ground my teeth together.
He didn’t understand the difference between her and all the other girls. She wasn’t like them. She was a part of my family. I’d have to see her and endure her expression every time she was with my sister.
“Oaklyn is Hannah’s best friend. The two of them are like sisters and have been since we were kids.”
He loosened his black-striped silk tie, telling me he’d just come here from work, and unbuttoned the top of his crisp light-blue shirt. “And?”
I went to respond, but I chuckled first.
This motherfucker didn’t get it at all.
But it didn’t matter.
I wasn’t going to waste my time explaining it to him.
His brow furrowed. “You’ve already touched her, haven’t you?”
“What would make you think that?”
“I can see it all over your goddamn face.”
I wasn’t going to tell him about what had gone down at my condo. I wasn’t going to tell him about the lessons. Those were just for me.
“Nah, man”—I glanced down—“I haven’t.”
