Posey:I think that’s his way of saying he’s listening.
Penny:Good. So she’s thinking of the penis. Now, we need to lean into the first touch, and it needs to be in bed.
Halsey:No fucking way.
Penny:Remember the threat? It applies to stage two as well.
Halsey:I’m not going to touch her in bed. That’s completely uncalled for. And what kind of touching are we talking about?
OC:GRAB HER TIT!
Pacey:Dude.
OC:Right, sorry. I charged to that rather quickly. Please disregard.
Penny:Just a light graze, like an oopsie-daisy touch. And if you can’t nut up and do it in the bed, then maybe in the kitchen while getting dinner, but it has to be a graze with an impact.
Halsey:What does that even mean?
Posey:Dude, you act like you’ve never touched a girl before. You know the zones . . . lower back, back of the neck, side right below the boob . . . stomach if you’re feeling risky.
Silas:Go for lower back, that’s safe.
Pacey:Definitely not side boob.
OC:I personally think the neck might be good. Ladies are into that whole hand necklace thing.
Silas:Shit, yeah. Ollie loves that.
Penny:Yes to all. Stage two commence!
BLAKELY
“Do you want a smoothie?”I ask as Halsey walks into the kitchen, not a limp in his step, which gives me hope. I think he’s healing well and will be able to play soon. I don’t ask about his timeline for two reasons.
One, I don’t want to put pressure on him. He’ll be ready when he’s ready, and the team has been holding on without him. They lost the last two games, but they could afford them.
And the second reason is because I’ve enjoyed having him around. I know I probably shouldn’t be selfish like that especially since this situation isn’t permanent, but it’s been nice to have the company. I didn’t realize how lonely I was since Perry’s been gone.
Halsey in his typical shorts and nothing else leans against the counter next to me and says, “What kind are you making?”
Fresh from the shower, he smells amazing, like he dipped himself in soap and didn’t rinse it off.
“Chocolate, banana, and peanut butter with some oats.”
“Sounds good. I’ll take one if you don’t mind.”
I smirk at him. “It’s why I offered.”
“Do you need help?”
“Can you peel the bananas for me?” I ask.
“Yeah, I can handle that.” I hand him two bananas and toss some ice into the blender.
“This is my favorite breakfast smoothie ever. Back in college, Kenzie and I tried different combinations and recipes, lookingfor the perfect smoothie. We tried some doozies until we found the best combo or ingredients.”
“Oh yeah?” he asks. “What were some of the doozies?” He sticks one of the bananas in the blender as I measure the protein powder for two.
