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I’mterrible at this math stuff,I texted Henry Wednesday night.
I’d been staring at pre-calc on my computer for far too long. The professor had a weekly assignment we had to complete using a program that didn’t allow you to pass to the next question unless you got the previous answer right.
You’re struggling with a certain problem?
Big time.
Mind if I call?
Sure!
I answered on the first ring, hoping it didn’t wake Star.
“How about we work it through together?”
“Would this be considered special treatment?” I asked, tongue in cheek.
“Nah, the professor never specified assisting outside the classroom. I’d probably help whoever asked.”
“So you’d make a late-night phone call like this to another student?”
“Why do you sort of sound jealous?”
“I do not!” I was lying through my teeth. “I was only clarifying. Your help would be awesome, thank you.”
So he stayed on the phone with me while I worked through the problem. I nearly whooped out loud when I got it right, only to realize I had five more to get through.
We worked the next problem together too, but it was getting late.
“Thanks for all your help.” I yawned. “But I’m gonna call it a night and start fresh in the morning.”
“I can totally help you in person too. Maybe while grabbing lunch when we’re both free or in my dorm room.”
“Your dorm room, huh?” I teased. But my heart thumped crazily as I recalled our locker-room kiss. Being with him alone was a bad idea.
“Only because it would be more private and we wouldn’t be scrutinized.”
“What about your roommate?”
“What about him? I’d just let him know I was tutoring you.”
“He wouldn’t get the wrong idea? Isn’t that part of your big fear?”
“I actually told Spencer…about us. Before Parents’ Day because I was feeling nervous and he asked, so I decided it would be okay to confide in him.”
My voice felt unsteady when I said, “What exactly did you tell him?”
Was that the reason I’d caught Spencer staring at me a few times?
“Not about our kiss. About the cancer.”
“Oh, okay.” Fuck, guess I was a bit relieved. Even though I didn’t hide my sexuality, no way did I want extra analysis from his friends about it. “And?”
“He was shocked and then proved my dad’s point by asking me if I was healthy enough to play football.”
“Ouch.” I never really considered that reality before. No one had ever asked me those questions. Okay, I take that back. Maybe once or twice. “I suppose there was some truth to your father’s fears even if we’ve evolved as a society.”
“Right. And people generally mean well but sometimes can say all the wrong things.”
