But shit changed after the divorce. A lot of things came out that no kids should know about their folks, and they used Logan, Paul, and me like pawns.
Yanking us around as if we weren’t people but their personal tug-o’-war battleground.
I was old enough to handle it. Logan was only fourteen when they broke up.
If I have trust and commitment issues, then that’s nothing on him.
“You’re still Denny,” he admonishes.
“I’m a lot more jaded now. Neil was pretty much the only guy I wanted to mess around with. I realized it was just a lay to him and I backed off.”
“Which kinda contradicts you only wanting to shed your V-card…”
I flick his nipple. Not simply because I can now, but because he deserves it.
Seeing as I’m evil, I savor his yelp. “Yeah, I know. Teenage me didn’t have to make sense, thank you very much. My prefrontal cortex is still developing.”
“It had to be to want to sleep with Neil Randolph.”
“Like you make wise decisions?—”
“Hey, look where I am now. I clued up.” He presses a kiss to my temple. “What about recently? Why didn’t you take advantage of your first year in college?”
“Have you seen the state of the world?!”
“What do you mean?”
“If you have sex, birth control or not, you can get pregnant. I wasn’t about to risk…” Shiiiiit.
“We can grab the morning-after pill tomorrow,” he rushes to assure me.
I release a relieved sigh. “We can?”
“‘Course.”
“I think I’m in a safe spot cycle-wise, but just to be sure.”
“Whatever we need to do, we’ll do, D.”
“Thanks, Zach.”
“Don’t. I get it.” He strokes his hand over my head, toying with the loose strands that have fallen free from my ponytail. “That’s seriously why you didn’t have sex?”
“It became a different kind of rebellion, I guess. You made me cross the picket line.”
“I should be locked up for turning you into a scab.”
“Agreed.”
“If I’d known that’s how you felt, I’d never have suggested going without a condom.”
“I know. It was my choice and I enjoyed it.” I suck in air that’s scented of him. Of us. And I hum happily. “I promise.”
“I figured my overactive dick had to come with some advantages.”
A swell of feminine satisfaction fills me.
I made him come four times!
