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No, he hasn’t.
Has he?
I scoff. Usually Courtney is right on the money, but she can’t be right about this.
Connor doesn’t, nor has he ever, had a thing for me.
“So, when do you think you’ll go for it?” Courtney asks.
“Go for what?”
“Sex!”
I cringe at the casualness in her tone. And the volume. “I don’t know?—”
“What’s holding you back?”
“Nothing,” I say, defeated.
She waves a hand before downing another thick sip from her glass. “Well, hurry and seduce the boy already. I’m getting bored with this.”
“Seduce him?”
“Yeah. The next time you two are alone, lean really close to him,” she tilts in, her nose a whisper away from mine, “look deeply into his eyes, and bite your bottom lip.”
I wait for more. She says nothing.
“That’s it?” I ask.
“That’s it. Give ye old bottom lip a real sexy bite.” She demonstrates, dragging her upper teeth along her red bottom lip. “If he stops breathing, you’re good to go. Just kiss him — but not too quickly. You want him to think it was his idea.”
I inhale to ask questions — of which I have many — but a bell rings somewhere in the house. Not the loud, gong-like sound of the Delta Xi bell, but one akin to the twinkling of fairy wings in old cartoons.
“Oh!” Courtney hooks my arm. “Come! Mama calls us.”
She jerks me across the house toward the sitting room with her. I lick the side of my wineglass, catching the small stream of juice dripping over the edge.
We join a crowd of young women lounging around an older woman in a sleek black dress. It hugs her body like a straitjacket, her curves non-existent beneath a chest that can only be described as… impressive.
“Past, current, and future Beta Kappa Beauties — welcome to our home!” she says. “I am Samantha Jaxx, long-time adviser of the Beta Kappa house. You may call me Samantha or Ms. Jaxx. I’ll answer to pretty much anything.” She moves her hand in a downward motion. “Please, sit! Get comfortable!”
We obey, Courtney and I grabbing the last two spots on the empty loveseat behind us. There’s not enough seating for everyone, so those of us on the couches offer the large throw pillows to the girls getting cozy on the floor.
So many throw pillows.
“Once a Beta Kappa, always a Beta Kappa,” she continues once we’re all settled. “Our mantra here in this house is Sisters Forever. The bonds formed here last a lifetime. The women sitting around you now will be there for you tomorrow, next week, next year… Perhaps even until the day you pass from this earth and beyond. Know that, whatever happens, we’ll always be here for you. So, take the opportunity to grow into the woman you’ve always dreamed of. In doing so, we’ll all grow stronger — together. Forever.” She raises her wineglass. “Be bold. Take risks. And above all… be beautiful.”
Everyone raises their glasses. Myself included, having felt something stir deep inside of me with her words.
Be bold.
Take risks.
I take another sip from my glass, enjoying the sweet bubbles tingling my— wait.
“I thought you said this was virgin,” I whisper at Courtney.
She grins. “Yeah, my bad.”
