“I also remember the flashbacks of me having sex with him, and I was a full participant in the act.” Looking away from her,I squirmed in embarrassment. “It was definitely consensual and apparently, much to my grief, loud.”
“I did hear that his bedroom activities that Friday were, shall we say, morerobustthan normal.”
“Yeah, well, that’s me, the screamer.” I felt another tear slip over, and I wiped it away hurriedly as I took a gulp of my drink.
“Ava, you shouldn’t joke like that.” Mia clasped my hand as she smiled at me sadly. “Tell me more.”
“I woke up on Saturday morning, and I didn’t know where I was, and then I heard him in his shower, which is the first I realized that I wasn’t in bed here. I was under the sheet, so when he came out, I pretended I wasn’t awake. He didn’t see me. Well, not my face.”
“I don’t understand,” Mia interrupted me. “When you left, he would have seen you?”
“No, because I threw up all over his bathroom, naked, in front of him and Ash, and all they saw was my butt.”
Mia’s startled laugh was enough to make me grin humorlessly. “Yup, I spent a long time on his bathroom floor, throwing up with my ass in the air.”
Mia’s two hands were pressed to her mouth, but I saw her shoulders shaking with laughter.
“Oh, it gets better. He had to leave for the game, so while I was dying at his toilet bowl, he locked up all his valuables.”
“Oh my Lord, this is so bad,” Mia told me as she tried to restrain her laughter. “I’m sorry that I’m laughing, I can’t help it!”
I chuckled too because, even though it was horrible, it was a little bit funny. “Mia, I didn’t know who he was until he told me not to use his shower and be gone by the time he got back.”
Her grin faded as she narrowed her eyes at Jett’s words. “What a cracking butthole.”
Nodding, I reached for my glass. “He is.” Pulling my hair over my shoulder, I sighed. “So, I took a shower.” I grinned when she high-fived me. “And then I made my way home. Where I took another shower and basically lay down here and felt like death.”
“You should have told me.”
“I didn’t know what to say,” I confessed. “Hey, Mia, so last night, I lost my virginity to Jett Santo, but I don’t know how or why because I don’t remember?” I looked at her as I shrugged. “You would have had me at campus police in a heartbeat.”
Mia chewed her fingernail as she considered my words. “I still might,” she confessed.
“No. I was definitely happy to be there at the time.”
“How do you know?” Mia asked me gently.
“Because since Sunday I’ve been having complete replays in my head of our time together.” My cheeks were bright red, and I couldn’t meet her eye.
“Good?” Mia asked lightly.
Nodding self-consciously as I flamed red, I was surprised when she reached out and grabbed me and pulled me into a hug. “Oh, Ava, I am glad it was, but, sweetie . . . it’s just so . . . sad!”
“It is.” I nestled into her side again with my head once again resting on her shoulder.
“But why are you a thief?” Mia asked in bewilderment.
I sat up and looked at her. Jesus, I had to say it out loud. “I took his bedsheet.”
Mia stared blankly at me. “Huh?”
“It had . . .” I ran a hand over my eyes in despair. “You know.”
“Oh, Ava.” Mia’s eyes were full of sympathy.
I tried to shrug it off. Instead, I lay my head on her shoulder again. “And the Monday after, I spoke to Ash, and he didn’trecognize me, even though he’s technically seen me naked. And of course, I blurt outnakedto him!”
It eased the tension at least as Mia giggled as her hand stroked my hair.
