Page 3 of Single Girl Rules #BananaParty

Ash walked in and screamed. “Holy boobs!”

“Ah! You’re back! Ash, meet my boyfriend, Chad. Chad, meet by bestie, Ash.”

“Wait,” said Ash. “Chad is real? I thought he was just some dude you made up as a joke.”

I laughed. “Uh, no.”

“But you…”

I pressed my finger to her lips. “Hush, child. I know I made him sound too good to be true. But as you can see, he’s very much a real boy.”

“What has she said about me?”

I hadn’t really told her much about him. The only thing she knew about him was that his dick was smaller than the hot jocks’. I’d tell Chad all about my sexcapades later and he could tell me about all the hot Harvard girls he’d been getting down and dirty with. I was sure none of them were even half as hot as me, so whatevs. But I didn’t want Ash spilling the beans. Especially not in the context of him having a tiny penis.

I kept my hand on Ash’s mouth. “I told her that you go to Harvard. And that you’re the smartest person I know. And that you’re amazing in bed.” I smacked Chad’s ass and gave it a nice little squeeze.

“Yup,” said Ash. “That’s exactly what she said. Anyway, I’ll let you two do whatever you two were about to do.” She backed towards the door, her eyes darting back and forth between my exposed breasts and my hand on Chad’s ass.

“Oh.” I laughed and put my boobs away. “We weren’t about to bang, if that’s what you were thinking.”

“Right. Okay. See ya later!”

“Wait,” said Chad. “There’s no reason for you to go. In fact, it’ll be better if you’re here to witness this.”

“Witness what?” replied both me and Ash. Although Ash sounded much more nervous than I did. I was really starting to think she wasn’t ready for a threesome either. What am I saying? It was so much easier for girls. And who would pass up getting pounded on both ends by two strong men?

“Well… I was sitting around with the guys and we got into this deep discussion about what we really want out of life. I mean…we’re all alphas. We have the looks, the money…we can have anything. So it really just comes down to figuring out what gift we want to give to the world.”

“And what gift shall you give?” I asked, trying to hide the amusement in my voice. Chad had seemed like an alpha back in high school. But now? Now I knew better.

“Myself. To you.” He dropped to one knee.

Wow. I smiled to myself. I’d always thought it would be so fun to reject a proposal. But I never expected Chad to propose this early.

“I’ve spent many long nights in the wood-paneled Harvard dorms pondering my life. And I always come to the same conclusion. I want to do whatever I can to make your life amazing. So, Chastity Morgan…when we’re done with college, I promise to make you the happiest woman in the world.” He pulled a ring box from his pocket and snapped it open. The morning light streaming in from the window caught the diamond just so.

It was breathtaking.

But it was only two carats. Two and a half max. Which meant it was just a promise ring. Not an engagement ring. Damn it! So much for getting to reject his proposal.

“So what do you say?” he asked. “Will you make me the happiest man in the world?”

I shrugged and held out my ring finger. He slid the ring onto it.

“Not bad,” I said. I wiggled my fingers around to make it catch the light again. Then I held it up for Ash to see.

She looked completely dumbfounded. “Congrats?”

“Thanks, bestie! Ahh! This is so exciting!”

Chad reached into his back pocket and handed me a sheet of paper. “It’s about to get even better.”

“What’s this?” I asked.

“Read it.”

I unfolded the paper. It was printed on Harvard letterhead.

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