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I stood and actually shrugged it off
I wasn’t going to be filled with re to feel cheap and dirty It was kissing It was healthy, just like I said to Missy That was healthy, too
Thirtya little better
My teeth were brushed Face ashed I thought about a shower, but I decided to wait till ht, and so what if it was Shay I hadn’t uy in a while It actually felt nice, if I just forgot who it was
I was onopen My roommate ca co if I’d go to the football game with him Why he didn’t just text, I had no idea, then the smell of booze tickledback and forth, and she had pulled her shirt off
She was alone
The door was still open, so I shut it and was returning toon the other side of my desk chair It wasn’t mine It wasn’t Missy’s I was pretty sure it wasn’t Holly’s or the cousin’s
"Shit," I ing around to lance confir"
She pulled out one of her shirts, but it wasn’t her nor and checked the contents to make sure it was his It was I saw his planner with his na and put it in the back of h it I didn’t think Missy would, but I just never knew
Dropping into my chair, I picked up my phone to text Shay as Missy fell to the floor I looked up to watch I couldn’t not see this
I was te nice For once
As Missy wrestled with her jeans and lifted them over her head to throw into her closet, I texted Shay
Me: You left your bag here
Missy let out a half-gurgled moan and a cry of frustration at the sa to the closet She grabbed another pair of pants
Those weren’t her pajamas, either
As she pulled the the pants’ hole--my phone buzzed back
Cole?
I texted back
Me: When?
Missy got one leg in Success I wanted to thrust ain
Coleroaned
Me: When is early? I’ in is mandatory
Coleet it now
Nine was doable
Me: Let’s do an exchange You bringlot curb with your bag
Colelared atyou
Coleman: Never stop that The world’s equilibriu Don’t screith my moral compass, Cute Ass
Oh, no! No way
Me: Third rule of e don’t talk about No nicknames unless they reconfirm our mutual dislike for each other No Cute Ass
His response was immediate