She lifts her eyebrows. “What do you prefer?”
“Rum.”
“They can make daiquiris here.”
“Good to know.”
She laughs. “So long as you’re here with me, they won’t card you.”
“That’s also good to know. Maybe a head’s up would’ve been nice?”
“It’s not as if you can’t ask for some rum to be added to your Coke,” she points out.
“Fair point. Now, what do you suggest as far as food?”
“Oh, everything I’ve had here has been amazing, and the best part?”
“What?”
“It doesn’t cause gas.”
I legit facepalm. “Seriously?”
“What? We’re celebrating, and then I thought I would celebrate by calling Derrick.”
“Derrick? Is he one of your…”
“Yep.” A slow smile spreads across her face. “He sure knows how to use that tongue of his. It used to freak me out a bit.”
“Why?”
“Because it’s so long! Longer than most, but that just gives him more reach.” She shivers.
“Why is he relegated to a booty call if the sex is so good?”
“That’s because we don’t… ah…”
“You don’t want to rock the boat, huh? What about making waves?”
“When you have a good thing going and you don’t want to risk losing it, why change things? Feelings overly complicate everything, and that’s the last thing I want. Believe me.”
“You have at least one other booty call, right?”
“Jason.”
“And? What’s his talent? Why does he get regulated to the bed?”
“He’s always open to experimentation. When I want to try something new, he’ll go with it. Doesn’t matter if it’s a strap-on or a new position I saw in a porno or wanting to try a threesome…”
“Oh, wow.”
“I’ve done both,” she says, “with an extra girl and then with an extra guy.”
“I don’t mind looking at and admiring a beautiful woman,” I say, “but the idea of girl parts… What can I say? I’m a cock lover.”
Robyn laughs. “You’re in college. If you want to experiment and try it out, now’s the time, but if it’s not for you, it’s not for you. No big deal. Don’t worry. I won’t try to get you to join us in bed. I had a feeling you’re straight.”
I say nothing.