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"It hurts me to see you treat yourself that way."
"Why, you—" Piper stopped herself, giving the completely full elevator another look. "You—you—"
"Gorgeous hunk of man."
She crossed her arms over her chest. "I can’t stand you."
"You’ll get used to it." I laughed and followed after her as we trailed along the dark, dingy hallway of an Oklahoma college that hadn’t gotten a donation since Y2K.
I took the key from the little baggie stapled to the paper and slipped it into the lock. The door swung open, creaking all the way to reveal a small bathroom area and two single beds, a couple of feet away from each other.
"Because, if I’m guessing anything…" I chuckled. "It’s about to get cozy."
Piper let out the most adorable whimper in the world and took two steps into the room.
I strode in and flipped over on the right mattress with my arms behind my head. This weekend was looking a whole lot brighter.
I could feel Piper’s eyes on me.
"How is this whole situation between us not embarrassing to you?" she finally asked.
"The weekend?"
"No. Us. The contract."
"That’s the trick." I shrugged. "I’m never embarrassed, ice princess."
"But it’s like I’m your babysitter," Piper retorted.
A big grin stretched across my face. "I’ve got a hot babysitter. What’s the problem?"
17
Piper
Weekend Fun - Sex Ed Workshops
The conference was nothing like I thought it’d be.
First of all, it was insanely chaotic. For a bunch of people who prided themselves on running dorms, they ran the day’s activities like a daycare, one strike away from getting shut down. There were only enough sticker books for half of the participants, some of the classes were crossed off with marker, and when I tried to open the door to the first workshop I wanted to go to, the door literally came off its hinges.
"Woah there." Adam dove to the side and grabbed it before it could collapse on me. "Damn, Miss Muscles—"
"Don’t start," I snapped.
The nerves were getting to me. It felt like I had a brick in my throat every time I thought about the upcoming workshop. And through every event of the day, my phone beeped in my back pocket.
Thomas.
"This is a lot of stuff for one class," Adam complained, holding the box I passed off to him, to give him something to do while he shadowed me.
"You know what low expectations get you?" I asked. "Low results."
"Wow. You should teach a class."
"Ha."
I grabbed the handle of the door to the class and paused, giving it a wary look. Adam pushed past me, opening the door as slowly as he could. But it only groaned as it opened, instead of collapsing entirely to the floor.
