Savvy
I’ve slept with both Cole and Travis.
Holy crap.
Shame, in Coach Long’s class, is the last thing I need. He’s been riding my ass all class period. But no matter how hard I try, I can’t stop thinking about last night with Cole and then this morning with Travis.
I thought Travis might bolt after we had sex, but surprisingly, he carried my spent body back to the shower. He tenderly washed me, taking extra care between my legs. I’d worried about Cole finding us, but he didn’t show back up from his run until I was rushing out the door to catch a ride with Brayden to school.
The three of us are going to have to talk.
And then what?
That’s the part that has me feeling shame. Travis was right. I want to have them both. Does that make me selfish? A whore? Or just a girl who knows what she really, really wants.
My body is sore. Everywhere.
Yet, I want more.
Maybe I’m a sex fiend.
Maybe I need to see a therapist.
When class is over, I’m in a daze as I leave. Until my phone buzzes. Anticipation crackles through me like an electric charge.
Is it Cole or Travis?
Neither.
Unknown number.
Unknown Number: Sav, it’s me, Owen.
Me: Monahan?
He confirms that it’s him, so I save his number. As I’m doing that, he texts me again.
Owen: We need to talk.
I’m hit with the sudden fear that he somehow knows I’ve slept with both my roommates. There’s no way, though. I haven’t even told Addison. It’s killing me not to, however, which means she’ll know soon enough.
Me: About what?
Owen: About how you just left when you turned 18. It was abrupt.
I frown at his words. It wasn’t abrupt. I’ve been telling them since the day in the courtroom when I was forced to go live with them, I’d be leaving the second I turned eighteen. Nothing changed.
Owen: We all miss you. Seeing you last night at dinner made me realize how much you belong to our family.
Belong to them?
My blood runs cold.
Me: I don’t belong to anyone.
Owen: Independent woman. It’s one of the things we love about you. Do you work tonight?
Me: Not tonight.