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“Seems like the kind of thing you can keep to yourself, Aaron.” Two of her fingers pressed to her cheek as she began chewing on the skin inside her mouth.
“Are you kidding me? The queen of intimate questions now wants me to keep this to myself? Kai, you’ve seen the sweat marks my ball sack leaves on my gym shorts. We don’t keep things to ourselves.”
At least she has a replacement lined up.
She crossed her arms and sighed deeply. “Okay. What did Sandra say?”
“Well, I asked her if she likes when guys make noise in the bedroom, and she said yes…” I widened my eyes, shooting the sharpest look I could muster at Kai. How dare she speak about those things with him? As if the vibrator from June wasn’t bad enough. Was our private intimacy suddenly everyone’s business? “So, I asked her what she thought about my…noise. I knew she’d be honest. She’s kind of a jerk.”
“And what did she say, Aar?”
I twisted my face to let her know I was mocking that stupid fucking nickname. She modeled a faint snarl my way.
“She said everything I say is commercial, Kai. That I say the same shit as every other fuck boy she’s ever met. She said having sex with me is fun, but that it’s like one of those really fake pornos where everything is for show. Can you believe that?”
She lifted her eyebrows lazily, holding back a smirk. “Yes, Aaron, I can. That’s exactly why B and I were laughing today.”
“I’m an excellent lay, KK.”
“And I’m so proud of you for that,” she said, chuckling to herself. “But there’s always more to learn.”
Excellent. So now that she’s learning more with me, she’s encouraging her idiot friends to do the same. That poor Sandra was probably going to become exactly what I was to Kai. Some sort of fucked up experiment for these hormonal gym freaks to sort out their own shit with, for them to get ready for each other.
“Apparently,” he said. “I want to tap into that stuff. And then we can discuss during our sessions. I feel like there’s a lot to uncover.”
“Sounds like a plan to me.” She paused and began scratching beneath her hair. “But...do you think that stuff can be uncovered with just anyone, or do you think there’s more to it?”
“What, like, feelings and stuff? I don’t know about all that.”
Feelings? What was this about feelings?
Kai shrugged as if Aaron could see her. She looked sad. She had that same energy she used to have all those years in Spain when she would try to explain what it was like to live without knowing who she was, when she used to tell me that she felt like an alien dropped on the planet that no one seemed to take a closer look at. No one except me.
“Yeah,” she said. “Me neither.” Right. Because she had none. Because she felt nothing for me.
“What about you? How are things on the best friend front?”
I was secretly hoping he wouldn’t ask about her so I could convince myself he was an asshole who paid no attention to her feelings. His looks were unfair. About as unfair as Kai’s, if not more. There had to be something wrong with him. I got the feeling his skills in the bedroom weren’t quite bad enough for my mind to ease.
Kai didn’t answer for a few tense moments. She just stared in front of herself, lost in thought, as I desperately waited for her to make a sound.
“Fine,” she said. Just fine.
“Yeah, all right. It’s funny you think I don’t know you by now. Don’t worry, KK. If shit hits the fan, B and I will be waiting at the platform so you can blow your back out and forget all about it.” Kai giggled, but it was fake. Her eyes were beginning to gloss over. Just how hurt was she by all that was going on between us? “And if shit really hits the fan, I have a giant cock you can sit on—”
“Aaron!” she shrieked, jumping from the desk.
Aaron’s laugh was deep and evil. It was official. I hated him. There was no point in pretending I was anything more than a jealous, hate-filled loser.
“I’m just kidding, KK. I know you’re more into skinny nerds. I can’t wait to officially meet him tomorrow.”
Tomorrow. At Briggs’ fucking cookout that he did every year to say goodbye to summer. It was the last fucking thing I wanted to do after our final day at the studio, but Kai insisted it would be fun. Tiff and Noah were lucky. They had to go to the DMV, so they couldn’t make it. God, how I would’ve preferred to go to the fucking DMV.
She faked another laugh and chatted him through to the end of the conversation, easing him along with the excuse that June was calling her from the other room. When she finally tapped the screen to end the call, she dragged her hands over her face for a silent moment before launching herself toward the door.
“What did you tell them?” I asked quickly, stopping her in her tracks.
“Don’t talk to me right now.” She didn’t so much as turn to look at me as she spoke. She made me fucking furious. This whole situation made me fucking furious.
