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“Me too.”

He fixes me with a stare, considering something.

“We’re a perfect match, aren’t we? Only I can give you all that and only you can give it to me. It’s incredible how great we fit each other.”

“Sexually?”

“Mostly. But I’ve been thinking about us. And I think we’re similarly unusual. Freakish. That’s why we need each other.”

I think about it. There’s something to it. A thought comes to my mind. It’s inspiring and relentless. It says that the thing between us is even deeper. And I’m not talking about sex.

Chapter 67

Abby

My parents gave me the cash for the school trip. I’m already picking clothes in my mind. The weather is still rather nice for the time of year.

We leave in an hour. I need to reach school before that. Connor forgot or is running late, as usual. I can’t wait any longer. As I’m getting out of the elevator, I walk right into him.

“I got here on time!” he cries as if that were a success in and of itself. I raise an eyebrow and send him a look that’s supposed to tell him how much that does not impress me.

“Barely. You were supposed to be here an hour ago.”

“I’m here now. Come on, let me walk you.”

We reach the bus stop. There are still fifteen minutes left. Ve puts his back to a wall, and I stand between his legs, throwing my arms around his neck.

“Behave,” he says.

I raise my eyes to look at him.

“I will. But the same goes for you. It’s only a few days. It’ll be gone in no time.”

The hotel is pretty cool. It’s walled off from the outside world and has that kind of balconies that allow you to go from your room to the neighbors’. Today we’re staying in. The boys scrounged up some booze. Me and the girls got so drunk. Nikki is swaying. I am too. When I take the stairs down, I bounce off a wall and walk into a railing. Lucas and Craig grab me by the shirt at the last moment.

“Fuck, Abby! What are you doing? You would have fallen if not for us!” Craig cries out. “Come on, you need to sober up.”

“There are teachers downstairs.”

“Yeah, but equally hammered. We checked.” Lucas laughs. “They won’t see a thing. Just keep your mouth shut.”

I’m pissing my pants as we pass them. But that’s good. It lets me sober up faster. The teachers really do fail to notice anything out of the ordinary.

We sit down in a room, and I down a bottle of water. An hour later, I’m feeling a bit better. We go dancing. There are a couple of slower songs. The boys ask me to dance, but I’m not sure if that’s such a good idea. I don’t know if I’d like Connor to dance with someone who isn’t me. In the end, I relent. All the greatest hits play one after another: “Zatancz ze mna” and “Piosenka ksiezycowa” by Varius Manx,“Lubila tanczyc”byRotary, and then “Brooklyn Bounce” by Tiësto, “Vicious Love”, “Let’s Play” and “Dancing” by Lexy & K-Paul.

We all go totally crazy on the dancefloor to that last one. I needed that. It’s so great to unwind and dance my ass off.

At three in the morning, Nikki and I are back in our room. We decide to take a shower. We couldn’t decide who goes first, so we both go at the same time. I don’t know what gets into us, but I touch her boob. It’s an accident. Nikki shifts closer and leansin. She touches me back, and her hands start shifting all around my body. Mine explore hers. Our lips touch, and suddenly we’re kissing passionately. I slide my hand between her legs, fondling her gently. Nikki lets out a moan. She reciprocates the gesture. We caress each other, letting water flow freely down our heads and hair. We’re wet, drunk, and weirdly turned on. I come under her touch. Then she comes with my help. Suddenly there’s a strange thought in my head—I’d like to lick her pussy. I kneel and push my tongue between her folds. She moans. I continue with my lips and fingers. I can feel her wetness spill over my hands. She comes again. Now it’s her who goes down on me. Her hand slowly reaches between my legs, rubbing and spreading my labia. She runs circles around my clit and slides her fingers inside me. My pulse quickens. I’m so aroused. I explode around her lips and collapse, drained. The water washes us off.

I wake up, catch my breath, and wonder what the hell that was. It was only a dream. Right? Oh, but my head hurts. I look at the bed where Nikki sleeps, and get up looking for water. I go to the bathroom, look at the shower, and conclude it must have been a dream. But… fuck. Why? The girls and I used to kiss each other for the giggles, that’s true. We wanted to check how each of us kissed. But that? That was hardcore. I’m never drinking vodka again.

After breakfast, we gather by the bus. The plan is hiking. Looking at the faces of everyone around, I can wager a guess that nobody really likes the plan. Everyone is hungover.

After more than five hours of trekking mountain trails featuring some gorgeous cold streams, we’re back for dinner and then off to bed. Tomorrow is the last day of the trip. We’re goingto visit some museums or something. Everyone is fast asleep at eight.

On the way back, I’m thinking about stuff. I have an idea. I should throw a New Year’s Eve party—a great one, so that everybody talks about it afterwards. For people from school and friends. Only will they rent me out a ballroom? They’ll be too scared. I need to talk to Grandma.

The first thing I do when we’re back is to go to her.

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