I turned sideways and rested my head on my hand. “Troy took me to a barcade. We spent the afternoon playing games and flirting, I guess.”
“You guess?”
“I wasn’t too sure at first. We messed around and teased each other. It was like we were back to a few years ago before he left for college. It was fun and easy to be around him.”
Jett sighed. “So romantic. Who kissed first?”
“Me? Both? He walked me up and then we talked about a family thing we have this weekend. He wants me to drive with him to Connecticut.” I sighed. “One minute, we were talking about the plans, and the next, he was so close I couldn’t breathe.”
“Eeee, and then?”
“He asked if he could kiss me, so I…kissed him.”
“Yes!” He punched the air. “I knew you had it in you, boo.”
It suddenly dawned on me. “Jett, we’re going to be in a car together for hours and we’re spending the night somewhere.Together. What the hell am I going to do?”
Jett lay beside me and patted my hair.
“We’re going to get you some supplies, and then we’re going to watch some movies?—”
“No! What the fuck, Jett. I’m not watching porn with you.”
“I mean, watch actual movies to distract you and stop you from overthinking. I take my porn very seriously, and you’re still a baby gay.”
I groaned.
“But that’s for tomorrow because I’m exhausted and you probably need a shower.”
I laid on my bed while Jett got ready, standing only when my dick reassured me it wouldn’t make a rogue appearance until I was in the shower.
Jett was right.
I needed to not overthink this thing with Troy. Okay, so we’d kissed, and it’d been the best kiss ever. And okay, we didn’t get a chance to talk about it, but…
Yep, I was overthinking it, and I suspected that would be the case until I saw Troy again.
7
TROY
By the timeI parked in front of Alexi’s dorm, he was already waiting outside. He had his hands in the pockets of his coat and stood by his small suitcase like a statue.
Tension radiated from him, and I could feel it all the way from the car.
I stepped out and walked toward him.
“Hey, are you ready?”
He nodded. “Yes.”
“Everything okay?”
“Uh-huh.”
I grabbed his suitcase and walked back to the car with him on my heels. As much as I wanted to talk about the kiss, I didn’t want to do it on campus.
“You borrowed your friend’s car again?”
