Page 63 of Quarantined
But his hunger returned by day three. He said he couldn’t hold out anymore. We had sex in the shower and then on his bed, after putting a towel down.
Milo’s insatiable appetite is often intimidating. It feels like he can never get enough. I don’t have any experience with “friends with benefits.” I am only friends with one of Milo’s ex fuck buddies, Alexa. If this whole situation wasn’t so weird, I’d ask her how often they had sex or what their arrangement was. Because this doesn’t seem normal.
Fuck, why am I even saying the word normal? I am fucking my chaperone, while my parents live it up abroad. I should throw the word normal out of my vocabulary.
I heavy heartedly walk up to my room to get changed for the party.
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Raven
Last night, Reid and I stayed over at Janeen’s house. Reid was drinking. Nothing too excessive, but all the same, he passed out in the guest bedroom. I am pretty sure he took one of his“groupies”in there with him.
I had no interest in interrupting their lovemaking or dragging him home by slugging his dead weight body around. I thought it was best for me to stay over as well, just in case. I did the responsible thing and sent Milo a text.
We are going to stay over at Janeen’s.
You assured me I can trust you.
What the hell? Milo always told us if we had more than a few drinks, and we are at a friend’s house, to stay over.
You can. Reid passed out in the guest room. I shouldn’t leave him alone here.
And which room are you sleeping in?
Seriously?
In Janeen’s room.
No response from Milo, after that.
This morning, none of us woke up until eleven am. After we gathered our wits, we walked over to a nearby eatery. Reid, Janeen, and I squeeze into a booth. I check my phone to see that I finally got a response from Milo.
Meet me at Sorento’s at 7:30 pm tonight.
I frown at the text, not sure what to make of it. It wasn’t a question, but I still respond.
Ok.
Sorento is a local restaurant we frequent. It’s probably my favorite. I love the food, the eclectic decor, the all-around vibe. I often go there with Reid and Mia after school. I wonder why Milo wants to meet there. It’s not like we can have sex there.
Milo doesn’t leave any room for discussion anymore. It’s never a request. It’s always a decided statement. Like how he asks me to come to his room every night. It’s an expectation now.
I shouldn’t be surprised. This was our relationship for years, Milo deciding things for me. Yet, it wasn’t quite the same. He wasn’t invested in my every move before, or if he was, it didn’t affect me this way.
Something flipped in Milo since we started having a physical relationship. Sometimes he is caring and sweet, like the old Milo. Other times I am avoiding a fight with him or deflecting his anger. And like his personality, my attitude towards him is also fleeting. There are times when I feel happy every time I see him. And there are times when I subconsciously avoid him.
I wish we could both just pick one personality and the same feelings, and stick to it. This flip-flopping is driving me crazy.
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Milo
I am nervous as shit. Really fucking nervous.
Technically, this is our first date. It just happens to be with one of my best friends. And we have already had sex. Oh, and as an added bonus, we live together. It’s definitely backwards.
Fuck, I have no idea how to be romantic. I’ve never been someone’s boyfriend or even seriously dated. Raven might be inexperienced in bed, but I am inexperienced in this arena.
