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A Finnegan can’t even ruffle my feathers.
So I let the husky power of Miley’s voice hypnotize me, and just like her, I keep feeling nothing all night long. I go through the moves, the motions, just like I do every night, even when I see Colin stand and leave the room, and I know my life’s about to get even worse.
But I know what to do. I’ve had years of practice. So I do what I’ve always done.
I keep dancing.
twenty-three
1 YEAR AGO
Colt Darling
An awkward silence fell between us after I told Gloria it was a fluke. I watched her from the corner of my eye again. I’d never in a million years have guessed she was my pool house princess. I’d looked at just about every girl in school, wondering, but I’d never looked at the Dolce girls. Why would they want to get laid by a Darling?
“Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked at last, letting off the gas. I shouldn’t have wanted to prolong this, but there was no chance we’d ever talk about it again, and I had questions.
“Tell you what?” she asked. “I didn’t know it was you, so how could I tell you it was me?”
“Why didn’t you want me to know who you were?”
“I don’t know,” she said. “I just wanted to lose it to a stranger, on my terms.”
“Why didn’t you tell me that?” I asked. “You could have said you were a virgin.”
“I did,” she protested. “You didn’t believe me.”
“Yeah, but… You didn’t say it, like, seriously.”
She shrugged and looked out the window. “I thought you might not do it if you knew.”
“Yeah,” I said. “I probably wouldn’t have. That’s fucked up, Gloria.”
“Yeah, well, desperate times.”
“Why were you so desperate to lose your virginity?”
“None of your business.”
“You kinda made it my business when you tricked me into taking it.”
“I don’t remember you complaining then.”
“Yeah, but it’s still fucked up. I felt like a piece of shit when I woke up and you were gone, and there was blood on my dick.”
“What does it matter?” she asked, turning back to look at me. “What would you have done differently? Spread rose petals on the bed? Gotten me jewelry? Told me you loved me?”
“No,” I admitted. “But still. I would have been gentler.”
She gave me a funny look. “You were gentle. You were… Really sweet, actually.”
I snorted. “I was a dick.”
“Maybe,” she agreed. “But you were a ho, and you thought I was just some ho coming to get some, so that’s how you treated me.”
“And you don’t think that’s fucked up? I would have made it better for you if I’d known.”
She shrugged and ran her fingers through her hair, playing with the ends. “Not that I had anything to compare it to at the time, but… I thought it was pretty good, actually.”
