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I’m reading a book called The Inheritance Games.
Oh, fancy.
Not really, but I’m enjoying it.
Cool.
I waited for her to text back and ask what I was doing, but she didn’t. I went into my room with a sigh. It was so hard dealing with Sadie when she was in a mood like this. I sat on the edge of the bed and noticed the t-shirt I’d lent her the previous night folded up neatly on the side. I picked it up and sniffed it, surprised to find that it still carried her scent. I breathed it in for a few seconds and then threw the shirt back down.
Why was I acting like a fucking creeper?
My mind flashed back to the image of her in her thong. Since when had she started wearing sexy underwear? Her cousins in Idaho had a lot to answer to. Fucking country bumpkins.
I laughed out loud then. I was really the pot calling the kettle black. You didn’t get more country than me and my family. I looked back down at the phone to see if she’d sent me anything, and when I saw she hadn’t, I started getting angry. What the hell was her problem? Was she this upset because I’d told her not to see Shane “I’ll fuck anyone” Wakefield?
I quickly texted her. If you want to be an idiot and join Shane’s how-many-fingers club, go ahead, I’m not going to stop you.
What are you talking about?
When we were in high school, Shane had a club, he called it the finger club.
I don’t know what that means.
Why was Sadie so innocent? Sadie, he would finger-bang girls and then say how many fingers he was able to put in them.”
Oh. :(
Yeah, but if you still want to think he’s a good guy, go ahead.
I never knew he did that, she replied.
Well, now you do.
Maybe he doesn’t want to finger me.
I know he doesn’t want to finger you. He wants to bang you.
Wyatt!!
What? If you can’t handle the heat, get out of the kitchen.
He’s not going to try and bang me on one date.
Go ahead and see. Whatever.
Well, now that I have your permission, I will.
You’re an idiot. I have to go now.
I powered off my phone and hurried out of the room. I don’t know how it had happened, but I was angrier now than I’d been before. Why wouldn’t she listen to reason? I was done trying to protect her. She could do what she wanted. I was going to get me a hottie tonight and forget all about stupid Sadie Johnson and her date with loose-lips Shane.
“So, what do you think about Arya?” Chet asked me as we guzzled beers at the bar.
“What do you mean, what do I think about Arya? She seems like a nice enough girl, I suppose.” I shrugged. “Why?”
“I was just asking.” Chet looked around the bar. “Hey, what do you think about those two?” He nodded toward two hot blondes that were giggling at something.
“Not my type,” I said, barely glancing at them.
