Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 70444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
I ignored the puddle on the floor and headed toward the bathroom hot on her heels.
“Do you think that Amanda knew what we were doing?” June asked, not quietly at all.
“Yes!” came the reply. “Y’all are loud. Plus, my bathroom and bedroom touch yours. Did you think that you could do this without me knowing? I can hear you poop in the morning. Sex is louder than poops.”
June made a slight scream in the back of her throat, then said, “You know, Amanda. There are certain things that you just don’t share, and that was one of them.”
I laughed and reached for the shower. “On that note, let’s clean up.”
“Just be quiet,” Amanda called. “I have to study with this nerd or I won’t be able to pass my class this semester. Plus, he’s a virgin. I think you might scar him for life if you start that up again. Thank God I came home early.”
June flipped off the wall. “Screw you.”
Amanda laughed, and then the toilet flushed.
She was right. I could hear it perfectly.
“Next time,” I suggested. “We can go to my place.”
June’s eyes widened. “We can?”
I immediately felt bad for not inviting her sooner. “Yeah. But you’ll have to bring a chair or something. I only have a couple of folding chairs at the moment.”
“I have a bean bag.” She pointed to the corner of the room.
I grinned. “Perfect.”
***
I don’t know what time it was that I fell asleep, but when I woke up, heart pounding, I knew that it was time to go.
After giving June a kiss and telling her I was leaving, I got dressed and walked out to the living room to find my keys and boots.
After slipping them on, I walked to the front door, unlocked it, and then relocked it before leaving. Once I double-checked that it was locked behind me, I started walking briskly down the hall.
I took a left out of her apartment, I walked down two doors and unlocked it, entering my apartment.
June didn’t know that I lived two doors down from her, but when she figured it out later—probably tonight—I knew that she’d be pissed.
I just didn’t see the reason in telling her that I was living so close—especially when I had so little in my apartment.
Literally, the only thing in the entire place was a blow-up mattress, a microwave, and a weight set. I had a blanket that was thrown on top of the mattress, and a pillow that had seen better days that I’d stolen from my sister—it had Blaise’s name with ‘CHEER!’ on it.
When you were in the Army, you had no reason to acquire household items—because why the fuck would you need them?
I knew I should probably visit the store, but I hadn’t seen a reason to.
Especially when June’s place felt more like a home than this one did.
Thinking of how her face would scrunch up when she got pissed when she learned how close I was to her, I answered the phone without looking at the caller ID.
“Hello?”
“‘Bout fuckin’ time, boy.”
I grinned at hearing my father’s voice. “Hey, Pop.”
“You over what crawled up your ass before you left?”
I snorted. “It was your overbearing ways that crawled up my ass. But yes, if you have to know for your delicate sensibilities, I’m over it. Happy?”
“Fuckin’ aces,” he retorted.
I rolled my eyes. “What’s up, Pop?”
“I want to know about this girl that answered your phone.”
I started to laugh. Out of all the things that he’d want to hear, it didn’t surprise me that that was the first thing he asked about. “June.”
“Your Pops is gonna fuckin’ love this,” he chuckled.
I had no doubt in my mind that he would.
Chapter 20
Look, we gotta stop acting like it’s not okay to call kids assholes. Sometimes, there’s nothing else to call them.
-Sebastian to Johnny
June
“I’ll meet you at your place and we’ll head over to mine. We can eat dinner before I head on shift,” Johnny said.
“Okay,” I said, feeling downright excited that we were headed to his place.
I don’t know what it was about the fact that we were heading there that made me so giddy, but I wouldn’t question it.
Maybe later I’d examine my near euphoric excitement over the matter, but for now, I’d leave it alone.
My phone rang moments after hanging up with Johnny, so instead of dumping my bags in my apartment, I waited in the hallway and answered my grandfather’s call.
“Hey,” I said, a smile breaking out over my face. “I heard the news.”
My grandfather started grumbling under his breath.
I giggled.
“All’s well that ends well, Grandpa,” I said. “Your money’s back where it belongs, and charges were filed against Dad. Seriously, it’ll be okay.”
“I have to memorize a new bank account,” he countered. “And I had to get new checks. I liked my old checks. Do you know how much those damn things cost?”