test subject,” I say, only half joking. In fact, the idea of her out kissing guys all over campus makes me queasy.
Her eyes rake over me in a curious manner like she’s trying to assess the validity of the offer.
“Maybe that wouldn’t be the worst idea.” She casts her gaze downward again.
Come again?
“I mean, it would just be one friend helping out another friend. Right?”
“I’m sorry, what?” I must be dreaming right now.
“I mean, if you were serious about the offer. You’re my friend, and I trust you. I’m eighteen years old and I have less experience than the average fourteen year old. I think maybe that it wouldn’t be a bad idea for me to get some experience with someone who I can trust not to push me too far, too fast. You know, as a friend.”
There’s that word again, Friend .
“And, what would we tell people?”
“I don’t see why it would be anyone’s business.”
“So you want to be what? Friends with benefits?”
Story of my fucking life. I should've known this would turn out just like all the rest. Good girls take one look at me and can't wait to take a walk on the wild side, just as long as no one else finds out.
Eve squirms under my hard gaze.
“I guess so,” she answers.
I bite my tongue to keep the things I really want to say inside. Why aren't I good enough to date openly? How long before you've taken what you want from me and moved on?
Without another word I toss thirty dollars on the table and stand to leave.
Eve
The drive back to my dorm is quiet, I fidget awkwardly in my seat. Asher's jaw is set and his eyes are focused on the road. I wish I could take back everything I said this morning. Not because I don't want him, if wanted him any more I might combust. But, I'm afraid I ruined our friendship.
When we pull up in front of my building we both sit for several seconds in silence. Asher's eyes are unfocused, clearly deep in thought.
“I’m not going to take your virginity sweetheart, okay?” There’s pain in his voice that I don’t understand. But, the anger that was present at the dinner seems to have faded.
I reach my hand out and touch his arm. He looks down at it like it’s an alien thing for a woman to touch him. But women touch him all of the time, I’ve seen it. My heart flutters in my chest. He's agreeing to this?
“I trust you, Asher.”
“Don’t trust me too much though, I am still a guy,” He warns with a self-deprecating smirk. “I have to head over to the physics lab to meet with Dex, I’ll come by later?”
I lean forward and place a kiss on his cheek before getting out of the car. I might be imagining things but I swear I see him touch the place on his cheek that I kissed him like he hopes that he’ll feel my lips on that spot forever.
Chapter 12
Eve
At around seven at night there’s a knock at my dorm room door. I can’t suppress my smile as I practically skip to the door, absolutely positive it’s Asher. I fling the door open and he’s standing there looking perfect, as always. I try to hold back a contented sigh. I feel like my insides are made of helium and I just might float away.
“Hey,” I greet him. I can't believe he actually showed. After going from angry to reluctantly resigned I half expected he wouldn't come by like he said he would.
“Hey there Angel, can I come in?”
I step back to let him in. He has a bag of goodies with him tonight.
“What did you bring?”
“Since you said that you wanted to experience all of the things that most high school kids do I thought we'd have a good old fashioned movie night, make out session.” He smirks at me playfully.
“What?” I laugh.
“It’s what everyone does in high school. You hang out at the house of an opposite sex
Her eyes rake over me in a curious manner like she’s trying to assess the validity of the offer.
“Maybe that wouldn’t be the worst idea.” She casts her gaze downward again.
Come again?
“I mean, it would just be one friend helping out another friend. Right?”
“I’m sorry, what?” I must be dreaming right now.
“I mean, if you were serious about the offer. You’re my friend, and I trust you. I’m eighteen years old and I have less experience than the average fourteen year old. I think maybe that it wouldn’t be a bad idea for me to get some experience with someone who I can trust not to push me too far, too fast. You know, as a friend.”
There’s that word again, Friend .
“And, what would we tell people?”
“I don’t see why it would be anyone’s business.”
“So you want to be what? Friends with benefits?”
Story of my fucking life. I should've known this would turn out just like all the rest. Good girls take one look at me and can't wait to take a walk on the wild side, just as long as no one else finds out.
Eve squirms under my hard gaze.
“I guess so,” she answers.
I bite my tongue to keep the things I really want to say inside. Why aren't I good enough to date openly? How long before you've taken what you want from me and moved on?
Without another word I toss thirty dollars on the table and stand to leave.
Eve
The drive back to my dorm is quiet, I fidget awkwardly in my seat. Asher's jaw is set and his eyes are focused on the road. I wish I could take back everything I said this morning. Not because I don't want him, if wanted him any more I might combust. But, I'm afraid I ruined our friendship.
When we pull up in front of my building we both sit for several seconds in silence. Asher's eyes are unfocused, clearly deep in thought.
“I’m not going to take your virginity sweetheart, okay?” There’s pain in his voice that I don’t understand. But, the anger that was present at the dinner seems to have faded.
I reach my hand out and touch his arm. He looks down at it like it’s an alien thing for a woman to touch him. But women touch him all of the time, I’ve seen it. My heart flutters in my chest. He's agreeing to this?
“I trust you, Asher.”
“Don’t trust me too much though, I am still a guy,” He warns with a self-deprecating smirk. “I have to head over to the physics lab to meet with Dex, I’ll come by later?”
I lean forward and place a kiss on his cheek before getting out of the car. I might be imagining things but I swear I see him touch the place on his cheek that I kissed him like he hopes that he’ll feel my lips on that spot forever.
Chapter 12
Eve
At around seven at night there’s a knock at my dorm room door. I can’t suppress my smile as I practically skip to the door, absolutely positive it’s Asher. I fling the door open and he’s standing there looking perfect, as always. I try to hold back a contented sigh. I feel like my insides are made of helium and I just might float away.
“Hey,” I greet him. I can't believe he actually showed. After going from angry to reluctantly resigned I half expected he wouldn't come by like he said he would.
“Hey there Angel, can I come in?”
I step back to let him in. He has a bag of goodies with him tonight.
“What did you bring?”
“Since you said that you wanted to experience all of the things that most high school kids do I thought we'd have a good old fashioned movie night, make out session.” He smirks at me playfully.
“What?” I laugh.
“It’s what everyone does in high school. You hang out at the house of an opposite sex
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