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Henry gapes at me, spoonful of cereal suspended halfway to his mouth. “You cheated on Cassia? You fucking asshole.”
I shake my head. “No. I didn’t cheat. There was a bed and a girl, but I didn’t have sex with her. Didn’t touch her. I got wasted at a party, went upstairs, passed out, and then next thing I know there’s a naked chick I’d never seen before in the bed.”
Henry’s spoon falls into his bowl with a crash.
His eyes are wide and horrified, and I realize he’s the worst possible person I could have confided in about this. His moral compass is straighter than the rest of my friends’.
Finn would have shrugged it off.
At least, I think he would have. I didn’t talk to him this morning. Just texted him, letting him know I was leaving. Then got in my truck and drove straight here, leaving my bad decisions behind.
“She wasnaked?”
I wish I’d left that detail out.
“Yes. Butnothinghappened.” I heavily emphasize those last two words.
“How do you know?”
“Did you miss the part about how I was wasted? I wasn’t in any shape to have sex with some random girl.”
“Ri-ght. Because drunk people never make dumb decisions. Or hook up at parties.” Henry raises both eyebrows, fixing me with an incredulous look.
“I’ve never beenthatshit-faced before. I doubt I even could have gotten hard.”
Whiskey dickmust be a saying for a reason, right?
“Did you talk to this chick? Flirt with her?”
I shake my head. “Nah, I don’t remember her at all. I went with a bunch of guys. Last I remember, we were drinking. Hanging out. Then I woke up in her bed. She told me nothing happened.”
“And you believe her?”
“I…”want to. “Why would she lie? I’ve never met her before. I don’t even know her name. She said I was passed out in her bed when she came upstairs, so she just left me. And…I wouldn’t do that to Cassia. I don’t think I physicallycould.”
I know too many guys who have girlfriends and still fool around on the side. Who get some stupid high from the forbidden attention. Who say they love a girl but that they’re bored of only being with one person.
It’s not a line to help her feel secure when I tell Cassia I only want her. The calculating, mean-girl vibes were a turn-off, but the blonde was what most guys would consider a bombshell. She was in bed,everythingon display, and I couldn’t have been less interested.
Cassia has always been the girl I compare other ones to.
I’ve never compared anyone to her and not found them lacking.
Henry’s attention has returned to his cereal. Either he’s bored by my drama or just hungry.
“Do I tell Cassia?” I ask him.
The question I debated the whole drive here.
Other girls are a sensitive subject with her. I’ve always been able to tell her it was before we were together.
This time, I can’t.
“I don’t know, Adams. If she got drunk at a party without you and woke up in bed next to a naked dude, would you expect Cassia to mention it to you?”
Henry’s heavy sarcasm isnotappreciated.
I’m seeing scarlet at the thought.
