They all looked at each other.
"No, you have to tell me now. You can't just put that out there and not deliver."
Luke laughed. "Fine. I'm not ashamed. They're the ones that got the street wrong, so it doesn't make me look bad at all."
"We were all completely wasted," Benny said. "That included you."
"But I wasn't the one that pulled out a map and was rambling about all the hottest chicks. Here's what happened, Penny. It was homecoming our senior year. All the fraternities and sororities were having huge parties. It was almost a competition every year to see who could throw the wildest one. So Mike here got this brilliant idea..."
"It wasn't me," Mike said. "It was James."
I glanced up at James. I wasn't sure I had ever seen him trying so hard not to laugh.
"What? Don't blame this on me," James said. "I'm pretty sure Mason..."
"Fine blame me. I'm completely comfortable with my body," Mason said.
Luke laughed. "Either way. One of these idiots decided that in order to prove that we had the craziest party, we had to end the night with streaking."
"Makes sense," I said as I tried to stifle a laugh.
"Right? So when everyone was starting to pass out on our front lawn, we decided it was time. We were going to shove it to the sororities by streaking through sorority lane. But we went to the wrong street because our party really was fucking crazy. Were we stoned too? I feel like we were."
"We definitely were," Mike said.
"Anyway, we made our way to the street we thought the sorority houses were. And we started running butt naked down the street. When we were about halfway done, we started hearing all these catcalls. So we turned around and all these guys were cheering us on."
"No, we thought they were cheering us on," Benny cut in. "Turns out we had accidently streaked through a neighborhood where there was only one house belonging to a frat. The only gay frat house on campus."
I started laughing.
"They were cheering us on, but also hitting on us," Luke said. "But at the time we didn't realize they were checking us out, so we stopped and were like doing cartwheels and stuff. Really working the crowd. Some of this." He put his hands on his hips and stuck his butt out.
"Oh my God," I said through my laughter.
"For months after that our frat house got invites to all their social events. Our phone wouldn't stop ringing."
I put my hand over my mouth. I couldn't picture James doing that at all. He used to be so carefree.
His eyes looked twinkly as he stared down at me. A huge smile was plastered on his face.
"I can't even picture you doing a cartwheel," I said. "Let alone doing one naked in public."
"Like they said...I was wasted. And stoned."
"Still."
"Let's do a redo tonight!" Benny said. "We're barely ever together anymore. Let's make tonight a night to remember!"
"It already is," James said and smiled down at me.
"Aw, so cute," Luke said. "Wait, can we hear your story real quick? We've all heard tons of rumors. And obviously, we know that she was your student. But what really happened?"
James smiled down at me the whole time he told them about how we met. He talked about how he couldn't keep his eyes off of me in class. And how he wasn't at all ashamed of our story. And neither was I. Two and a half years ago I fell in love with my professor. In a strange twist of fate, it was the first time in my life I hadn't worried about following the rules. We were meant to be. There was no other explanation.
Devotion - Chapter 11
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