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After he was done collapsing on top of -man, he took a shower, so now he sly and sex-relaxed, and he’s whistling, rubbing h a bunch of texts

"Who wrote to you?"

"Franks"

"What’s she up to?"

"She got on Mom’s phone and sent me a whole bunch of selfies"

"Let me see"

I crawl half onto his lap, and he shows me "She’s so cute"

She looks a lot like him--West with round cheeks and a sharp chin, eyeselfies, too I’ve seen probably thirty of them in the past three weeks, because West has been as open as he promised to be He told me all about Frankie, about his s he’s holding back, I think So about sex, about that h I don’t need to know absolutely everything to understand what makes West tick

Soave et so angry He doesn’t like to talk about fairness and unfairness, though, or to dwell on the gap between hoe grew up

"It is what it is," he said last tiot all that crap on her eyes"

"It’s called eye httiet my eyeliner to look that awesome"

"You don’t wear that stuff"

"Not for everyday, but sometimes if there’s a party or whatever"

He frowns at the pictures "She’s too young"

"She’s just trying it out I was the sa hurry for bras and lipstick, all that stuff"

"Yeah, but I doubt you had anybody sniffing after you in Ankeny It’s different with Franks She’s got to be set her knocked up before she’s even old enough to knohat she wants yet"

I watch him type out a text Wash that shit off your eyes You’re pretty enough without it

"Heartwar"

"I’m her brother, not her boyfriend"

He’sshe has to one

Standing up, West stretches and drops his phone on the desk "Can you handto breakfast before class"

He does, then pulls on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt I watch his bare chest and stoo

West is slance at his face "What?"

"You You look like you’re ready to go another round"

I swipe er over the screen of the phone "I was barely awake for round one"

"Oh, I don’t know You woke up pretty good by the end I thought I was gonna have to shove a pillow over your head, keep you fro up Krish"

"You’d probably accidentally suffocatehi a hand at him "That man-business Thrust thrust, pant pant I swear, sometimes I’ before he’s grabbing led up in the covers, thrashing and laughing, when he crawls on top of me and braces his arms on either side of my head "Thrust thrust, pant pant? I should spank your ass for that"

"I’d like to see you try"

His eyes are blazing "So would I But I’onna be late for class" He dips his head and kisses roup-project thing after lunch, so I’ll be downstairs"

"Come up after"

He et caught, and then he’ll get fired

He says it’ll be worth it

"Sure"

One ainstaway He shoulders his bag as I navigate froer off last night, , and I didn’t realize

They’re all from my dad