Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 71915 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71915 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Danica? Remy asked.
You got it.
“Should I even ask?” Jordan was suddenly at my shoulder. “Is this the mysterious person you were with last night?”
I winced. “Nah, just a friend.”
“Got it.” He clinked his cup to mine.
“And you?” I asked, glancing around, and saw Steve talking to some frat dude in the corner of the room. That guy seemed to be everywhere, that was for sure.
“Working on a hookup. Hoping it pans out.”
When he looked at his phone, I realized he meant someone else and not Steve. Interesting.
“Should I even ask?”
“If it pans out, I might tell you all the dirty deets.”
I snickered. “Deal.”
After another hour, I couldn’t help yawning. Two late nights out were getting to me, and I certainly didn’t want my performance this weekend to suffer. At least that was what I told myself after I whispered my goodbyes in Bailey’s ear, then made my exit.
Alone in my dorm room, I was fidgety and horny. I scrolled through my social media, noting the photos other swim members posted, even from tonight. I wasn’t very good at maintaining mine, so I mostly documented our meets for friends and family back home.
I scrolled to Remy’s number again, my fingers itching to reach out again.
Ignore this if it’s too late. I’m just having trouble falling asleep.
His return message came about a minute later. No worries. I’m in bed too. Feeling pretty beat.
I pictured him lying there bare, and I trembled with need.
Then I won’t keep you. I suddenly felt guilty for reaching out.
No worries. Is your party over already?
Not exactly. I left early. Bailey stayed to flirt with Danica.
LOL. Why am I not surprised?
He really likes her.
Hope it works out for him.
Yeah, me too. I thought back on the evening. Derek showed up with a girl.
And I have the thin walls to prove it, he replied, and I burst out laughing.
Yikes. Hope you get some quiet soon.
That’s what headphones are for. Hope you can fall asleep too.
I’m sure I will. Thanks for the chat. Night.
Night.
Still on edge, I gripped my cock, relived the other night with Remy, then fell into a sated sleep.
13
Remy
I felt restless after spending most of the early evening with Levi from the art department, who’d somehow gotten me to agree to something I would never in a million years do on my own. And probably would never do again. But he seemed so earnest and sort of lost, I couldn’t let him down.
Derek wasn’t home, and I thought of the only other person I wanted to tell about my bizarre outing—well, bizarre for someone like me.
Hold on to your hat, Carl…I attended a sporting event that was not swimming.
His return text was instantaneous. No way. Pic or it didn’t happen.
Do you actually think I’d take photographic evidence of that?
LOL! What sport was it?
Kings football. With Levi, this guy I’m friendly with from the art department. Well, that was a stretch, but I didn’t know how else to describe our brief greetings in passing or whatever. He practically begged me, and he seems like a good guy, so I agreed to go.
And you lived to tell about it!
I grinned. That’s why it’s only a once-in-a-lifetime thing.
Right, we wouldn’t want to worry about your health.
Damn, Alex was fun. Suppose I always knew it, but now I was appreciating it more.
Why do you think Levi wanted to go so badly? Wait, was this a date?
Hell no, I replied all too quickly. I should’ve made him consider it a little while longer. I had no game where Alex was concerned.
Levi was there to watch someone on the team. Someone I wasn’t allowed to know about, for reasons, but I spent the entire time trying to figure it out. The detective work was actually funner than watching the flipping game.
Plus, Levi had morphed since the semester began from neat and careful to way less fussy, though he was still a bit shy. He’d even started letting his hair grow out, and that’d gotten me curious as well. Curious enough to say yes.
Really? That’s…sweet.
Yeah, guess so. Gross.
Okay, Mr. Allergic to Romance.
I’m only allergic if it leads to something serious or permanent. Like, breaking out in hives.
Pretty sure hives aren’t permanent.
No, but they can be seasonal, which is bad enough.
You’re ridiculous.
True. I beamed at my phone like an idiot. So what are you up to?
Studying, unfortunately. Bailey is out with Danica. Their first official date.
My stomach tightened as I replied. Was he nervous? He always used to be his first time out with a girl.
Yeah. It was sweet, and of course, I gave him shit for it.
Naturally.
I felt a pang in my gut, remembering my heart-to-hearts with Bailey over the years. Damn, this sucked. I was still going to take the high road, though.
I’d even met Mom for their swim meet last weekend. Dad couldn’t make it, which obviously disappointed Bailey. He seemed surprised to see me there, and I admit I felt smug about it. I’d just keep smothering him with kindness, or whatever that saying was. He’d awkwardly introduced Danica to Mom afterward. Because I’d already met her, I greeted her first, and that seemed to relieve the tension, not that Bailey would give me any credit for that.