I pulled away from the locker and wrapped my arms around myself.
I still kind of wanted to cry.
“So are you...” Landon’s eyes darted down again.
“What?”
“You know.”
I shook my head.
“Uncut?”
“Intact,” I said.
“Oh. Huh.”
I hated that word:huh.
I wiped at my eyes, because I wanted to cry but I didn’t want Landon to see me do it.
I was more or less immune to Trent humiliating me. I had adapted.
But what was I supposed to do when it was Chip who did it?
“It doesn’t bother me. I’ve hooked up with uncut guys before.”
“Hooked up?”
“Just jerking off and stuff.”
I didn’t want to know about Landon masturbating other guys.
“Is that all you want to do? Hook up?”
“No. That’s...” Landon’s cheeks were on fire. “Don’t put words in my mouth.”
My own cheeks began to burn too.
“Why are you so mad at me?”
“Why won’t you be honest with me? Why does Chip know you’re uncut anyway?”
“He saw me that day when I got hurt.”
I wiped at my eyes again.
This felt like a knee to the balls.
Worse, even.
Landon stared at me for a long moment.
And then he said, “Do you have a thing for Chip?”
“What?”
“Do you like Chip?”
