Page 75 of Vince
Sydney
I’m still ridingmy orgasmic high as I make my way through my morning routine. My mind is on a replay loop of my evening with Vince. Damn. I’ve never felt the way I do when I’m with him. When I reach the kitchen, I find Chloe already at the table eating her breakfast.
“Good morning, stranger. I haven’t seen much of you,” she teases as I pour some granola into a bowl and top it with milk.
“I’ve been around,” I rebuke.
“How was your day with Julia?” she asks as she takes another bite.
“It was great. We had a lot of fun.”
“I didn’t hear you come in last night. Were you out late?”
“I actually fell asleep and didn’t come home until early this morning.”
“I knew you looked happier,” she teases. “You’ve got that whole blissed out from too much sex thing going on.”
I’m sure she’s right because my body’s as languid as it could be, but it’s not actually from sex. Of all people, Chloe would be the one I’d talk to about this; we don’t have any secrets. “I think it might be just a Vince thing; we haven’t actually done the deed.”
“Really? You stayed overallnight and didn’t have sex with the man? I could’ve sworn you have thatI just had the best sex of my life lookon you. Are you sure you’re not holding out on me? Remember, it’s been ages for me. Please be kind to the little people and let me live vicariously through you.”
This earns her the laugh she was hoping for. “Trust me… I’m riding an orgasmic high, but it’s not from actual sex. We’ve done nearly everything but have sex. But, the thing is, he usually doesn’t take it that far. Trust me, there have been plenty of opportunities. I’m not sure what to make of it.”
Last night, when he said he didn’t have a condom, I didn’t think much of it. But now that I’m away from him and in the light of day, I can’t help but wonder why we haven’t taken things to that next level.
“What’s wrong?” Chloe probes.
“It’s nothing…” How do I explain these thoughts to her without looking like a selfish ass?
“Do you expect me to believe that line of shit you’re spewing?”
God. Leave it to Chloe to say it like it really is. Since freshman year, we’ve always been close, and she and Abby are about the only people who can see right through me. Abby’s usually studying, so Chloe’s had more opportunities to probe me when necessary.
“I’m not spewing shit,” I protest. “I’m just not surewhywe haven’t actually had sex yet. I mean most guys are more than willing to push things to the next level, especially if I give them all the signs telling them I’m interested. But Vince hasn’t even brought it up. In fact, last night was the first time he even mentioned it when he said he didn’t have any condoms.”
“Oh, man, that’s rough. Were you almost in the act when he told you?” Chloe asks in horror.
“No. He of course had just given me the best oral of my life, but he wasn’t expecting any reciprocation,” I admit. I’m spilling more information than I should. But this is Chloe. We tell each other everything.
“Really? I knew I liked him for you.”
“What is that supposed to mean?” I ask, defensive.
“Oh, don’t put too much thought into it, but there’s just something different about him. I can’t really explain it.”
Laughing I remind her, “You don’t even know him.”
“But I know you,” she reminds me.
“True…” I admit. “I really do like him…” I trail off, not knowing what else to say.
“Maybe that’s why things don’t feel forced with him. You can just be you.” She shrugs.
“But, Chloe, our chemistry is out of this world. I mean… If he can make me feel like this, and wehaven’thad sex, what will happen when we do?”
“Um… you sit back and enjoy the ride?” She smirks, then quickly adds, “Pun totally intended.”
I scoff. “Of course, I’d enjoy the ride.” But what about when things end? Will I be able to handle that?
