Sean
I’m so confused.
I look down at my naked body, dripping with sweat, breathing heavily.
My abs rise and fall with each heavy breath I take.
My senses are coming back to reality, where the hardwood floor of the classroom is pressed against me, unlike Logan is, because he bolted.
Did I do something wrong?
Logan left so quickly; he may as well have had cartoon dust clouds behind him. It all happened so damn quickly. First we were in a practical fist fight, and then we fell together… It changed everything. This has changed everything.
I can’t go back to seeing Logan the way I saw him before. The way he was the cold and stern asshole with little to no emotions or fun inside him. Now… he’sLogan.
Holy shit, who the hell am I? I’m not into guys. Right? I’ve never had a sexual encounter with a man before. Why is this happening to me all of a sudden? Is it because of Evelyn or do I have genuine feelings for Logan?
I need to talk to someone. I need help, but who the hell am I supposed to talk to about this?
Hey, my coworker slash business nemesis and I started fucking one of our students together and now we’ve fucked on our own and I don’t know what to do about it. Who the hell could I say something like that to?
I pick up my clothes and shuffle them on, making myself look as clean and put together as possible. It hardly matters though; I still smell like sex.
I miss Evelyn… wait, that’s it!
My phone is on my desk, and I click her contact.
“Hello?”
“Evelyn, hi. It’s Sean.”
“Right… I do have a caller ID you know. I believe most phones have that nowadays.”
Evelyn’s giggle warms me and shoots me into an odd sense of normalcy.
“Ha, ha. Look, I really need to talk. Can I come over?”
“Of course, is everything okay?”
“Everything’s fine, I’ll be there soon.”
Thankfully, the drive to Evelyn’s isn’t too long, so I shove all the things I need in my briefcase, throw it over my shoulder, lock up the classroom, and head for the door.
The halls of the school are eerily empty. I guess it is a little late in the day. I peer into the classrooms as I pass by, taking each step carefully, like I might bump into Logan again. Who knows where he went? Did he leave the building?
I make it to my car and thankfully, don’t see Logan out there. Like I need anything else to make this afternoon awkward. Before I know it, I’m at Evelyn’s door, raising my hand up to knock.
The door flings open and Evelyn smiles, her long blonde hair cascading down her shoulders and framing her face and body like a golden halo.
“Logan and I had sex.”
Her eyes are wide.
“Oh.”
“Yeah.”
“I’m confused, what’s the problem?”