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Chapter 9
Ryan
“You clearly bored them to blowjobs.”
Tristan:How’s it going in Bumfuck, Nowhere? Did you get my sister’s tiny brain to understand how much she screwed up yet?
Me:Be nice. I’m… getting there. Why didn’t you tell me she’s an artist?
Tristan:Ha! Because she’s not. She sucks, and she’s delusional. Wait until you see the crap she tries to pass off as “art.” I’ve seen toddlers paint better. It’s nothing but a waste of time. Let me know when we can expect her back. She has no idea what kind of shit storm she created by leaving.
“Does she sleep naked?”
Lifting my head with a sigh, I roll my eyes at Spencer. Setting my phone down on top of my desk that I’m currently perched on the edge of, I decide to ignore Tristan’s last text for now and reply when I’m not so irritated with him.
“What about parading through the house without a bra in a thin, see-through tank top?” Spencer continues when I don’t answer him. “Or walking out of the bathroom after a shower, dripping wet, with a tiny towel wrapped around her that barely covers anything? Come on! You’ve gotta give me something.”
“What is wrong with you?”
“Today, or just in general?” Spencer smirks, and then he glares at me. “Because if you’re wondering what’s wrong with metoday, it’s that I had to find out from Dottie that you have a roommate.”
“Is thereanyonemy grandmother didn’t tell about this?” I mutter as the first warning bell sounds out in the hallway. Students go rushing by, lockers slam, and the principal, Mr. Arnold, yells at someone to stop running.
“You’re lucky she didn’t send it in a memo from the mayor’s office.” Spencer laughs. “Stop changing the subject. At least tell me if she sunbathes topless on your deck.”
“She has only been at my house for one night. Is sex all you ever think about?”
“Yes,” he quickly answers without hesitation. “Don’t act like you’re immune to having a hot girl living with you. I’ve seen the kiss video. She issmoking.”
I’m being a complete hypocrite, and I know it. Spencer isn’t the only one with sex on the brain twenty-four seven. I’ve never experienced anything like this before. I feel like something is wrong with me, and I need to seek medical help. I tossed and turned in bed for two hours before I finally got up to make some tea, because I couldn’t stop wondering if Danny was naked in bed across the hall. I don’t just pop random boners whenever the wind changes direction, but my God, the way that woman moaned when she took a sip of the tea I made for her had me doing complicated math equations in my head to stop myself from thinking about her making that noise during sex.
The tea I made her… with honey… which she would have definitely tasted like if I kissed her again… and will probablyalwaystaste like, now that I know about her honey candy addiction.
Son of a…. I cannot get a boner in third period!
“There’s just something about a woman who looks like she’ll slit your throat while she’s fucking your brains out that’s exciting as hell. Talk about living on the edge,” Spencer adds.
“Will you keep it down?” I whisper as a few kids for my Algebra II class start to file into the room.
Spencer just chuckles, but at least he lowers his voice when he speaks this time.
“Dude. High schoolers are the dirtiest freaks. You should listen to some of the shit I’ve overheard during lunchroom duty. There was a threesome at Conner Michael’s house last Friday after school.”
“After the pep rally?”
“Oh, there was a blowjob happening between Sarah Stanford and Tyler Olsenduringthe pep rally,” he informs me.
“I spoke to them about the upcoming state math testing at that pep rally.” I grimace in disgust.
“Right. You clearly bored them to blowjobs.”
“Hey, Mr. Hutton!”
I lift my hand and give one of my favorite students, Owen Bennett, a high-five as he walks up to my desk. It saves me from using my hand to punch Spencer in the arm.
“What do you got for me today?” Owen asks as he shares a fist-bump with Spencer.
“Why is the obtuse triangle always upset?”
