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Sloane: Nice sweet talk, Crawford
Cam: I’m just spitting facts
I send him a heart emoji and lean against the desk, grinning at my cell. The entire day feels surreal—I only wish I could avoid my dad for the next, oh, five or so years. Maybe longer.
Sloane: Are you coming home tonight? To my house?
Our house? The house? My dad’s house?I’m not exactly sure how to phrase it now.
Cam: Yeah, later. I get keys to the new place tomorrow AM
Cam: Can’t wait for you to see it
Sloane: Same
Although I’m a lot less excited about the actual house versus the man who’ll be living in it.
I can’t wait to be with Cam for real and do all the relationship-y things. Cook dinner together, cuddle while watching movies, finally have uninhibited sex. Free from the constant fear of my dad walking in and catching us in a compromising position.
Cam: My favorite room is the bedroom, wink-wink
And—these panties are officially trashed, wetness flooding the delicate satin.
Sloane: You’re a bad boy, Crawford
Cam: I know. That’s one of the things you love about me
He does have a point.
Sloane: I can name a few more too. Your pecs, your biceps, those abs…
Cam: Don’t stop there, babe
Fluorescent lights flicker and I glance over at the corner. The custodian’s leaning on his vacuum and shooting me a pointed stare.
Sloane: Sorry, gotta jet. Library’s closing
Sloane: Be a good boy tonight and maybe I’ll tell you the rest later
Cam: Such a tease
I giggle as the ancient vacuum cleaner roars to life, loud and rattly.
“Night.” I wave at the custodian, but he ignores me, already jamming out to his music and moving back and forth across the carpet in straight lines.
I tap out one last quick text.
Sloane: See you later. XOXO
Cam: xoxo
Smiling, I toss my cell into my bag and whistle all the way to my car, trying hard to focus on the good things to come and not on the awkward-but-imminent conversation with my father.
“Daddy?” I call out as I push through the screen door. I’m fairly certain he’s home—his truck’s out front.
Silence.
He’s either in the shower or out back. I move into the dark kitchen, noticing the glow of the deck light through the window. Opting for some liquid courage, I grab a beer and pop the top before heading outside.
