“I bet you don’t have much experience with that, do you??” she asked.
“I spend the majority of my free time chasing guys. It’s nice not having to chase women too. But…”
I stopped talking.
“What?”
“Nevermind. It’s pointless,” I said.
“Come on, Austin. Don’t play games. It’s late and I’m busy.”
“I was thinking of asking you to dinner, but you made it obvious you don’t want anything to do with me.”
“What are you talking about? I’d just been attacked, and you turn right around and try to get into my pants too.”
“I never said anything about getting into your pants.”
“No, but it was assumed. I’m a smart woman, remember?”
“Right. How could I forget that? So let me make it up to you. Dinner. Tomorrow night. What’s the worst that could happen?”
“You’re something else, Austin King.” She paused. “I don’t know.”
“It could be a two-for-one. An apology dinner and a celebratory dinner for you doing so well on your pop quiz.”
“I haven’t done well yet.”
“You will,” I said confidently.
“If I say yes, will you hang up so I can get back to it?”
“Definitely.”
“Fine. Then yes, I’ll go to dinner with you tomorrow. You can pick me up at six. Don’t be late.”
I ended the call without another word. After setting the phone on my nightstand, I rolled out of bed to get a few exercises in before I hit the sack. I always slept better after exercising.
As I completed my first set of reps, I smiled at the thought of Brooke. She was hot in that sexy teacher type of way. I figured I would fuck her once to see if I liked it. After that, who knew what would happen.
FOUR
Austin
I arrived at her apartment early. Her roommate answered, peering through a cracked door.
“Can I help you?”
“I’m here to pick up Brooke.”
“Hold on,” she said then slammed the door in my face.
What the fuck was her problem?
The door opened again, and Brooke stepped out wearing a grey Buffalo State sweatshirt and jeans. She matched my outfit almost exactly.
“Were you spying on me?”
“Isn’t it customary to match during a da...,” she said, trying to joke but trailed off instead