“So I went in completely the wrong direction.”
“A lot of people do that.” She side-eyes me. “You never answered my question.”
“About?”
“The guy I pointed out to you.”
I could feel my cheeks grow flush. “He’s hot, yes,” I murmur.
Not quite as hot as Rob, but Rob’s looks are legendary. Like, he should be a model or an actor. He’s so handsome and even pretty to look at that he could be one of those actors who can’t act but still land major roles just because of his appearance.
Hell, I need to stop. I can’t continue to compare every guy I meet to Rob. I’m never going to see him again. I need to just give it up. We had that one time together, and it had been magical.
The first time I ever orgasmed during first.
They say you never forget your first time or your first love. I know I was with Jake for a bit, but I never loved him. Probably shouldn’t have given him my virginity, but it’s long gone now, and I’m not going to cry about it. It is what it is.
Maybe I won’t ever find love. Some of my baggage stems from being jaded. Hella jaded. For me, it might not be so much that I won’t forget my first time but that I’ll never forget the first time I had an encounter sexually where the guy actually gave a damn about my pleasure and didn’t just worry about himself.
Sex shouldn’t be over just because the guy came. Sex involves two people, so both of them should climax. It’s not that difficult a concept.
Robyn snickers. “Daydreaming about him? His name is Ace Granger, and I love to look at him, honestly, but he’s outta my league.”
“Why do you say that?” I ask. Her braided pigtails make her look younger than she is, but she’s hot in a schoolgirl kinda way that a lot of guys go for.
“He’s not just any guy on campus,” Robyn says. “He’s the star athlete of the football team.”
“Really? What position?”
Robyn shrugs. “I’ll go to games but not to actually watch the games, you know? I prefer baseball. That’s my sport.”
“My brother used to play football, so I know all about it.”
“Older?” She grins at me.
“Yes, older.”
“Single?”
“You mentioned baggage before,” I say slowly.
“Eh. If there’s a guy out there who doesn’t have baggage, I would call bull. What kind?”
I hesitate. “I don’t think he’s over his last girlfriend. She cheated on him, I believe.”
“Ouch. If there’s one thing I can’t stand, it’s cheating. Like, if you fall out of love, fine. Break up first. Don’t just shove your cock into another pussy. That shit’s not right.”
“Well, in this case, she let another cock be shoved into her.”
“Right, right. Damn. He needs a proper woman to help soothe him.”
I shake my head. “He doesn’t go to school here.”
Robyn huffs a fake sigh. “I can’t do long-distance relationships. I thought about it. I was with a guy for almost two years in high school, but we planned on going to different colleges, so I broke up with him. He didn’t want to, but not even two weeks into the semester, he texted me to thank me.”
“Thank you? For breaking up with him? He found a girl that quickly?”
“Two girls that he was torn between. He dated the one for about a week, but then she dropped him. He’s still with the second girl.”