I’ll get us something to
drink.”
He nodded toward the stairs and I started walking up. I gagged, but didn’t stop. Indian sex Clothes
on the floor. I danced with them because I had to keep up
appearances. We didn’t have the same gym class. Morons. “No,” I lied quickly. “I thought you were, too,” he added casually. My whole body was on fire,
tingling. I danced with them because I had to keep up
appearances. “Hello?” he laughed. The night was cool and laced with
stars. I’d been staring at Nathan for more than a month now in classes —
dreaming — wishing. “Sorry,” I said meekly. I wasn’t really sure why I even went. Gay. Nobody’s home.”
A million things raced through my mind at once. I’ll get us something to
drink.”
He nodded toward the stairs and I started walking up. He moaned. Why wouldn’t I be?
