According to Jane by Marilyn Brant

Author:Marilyn Brant [Brant, Marilyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2009-09-21T04:00:00+00:00

The next morning I awoke, in the closet, amidst a sea of scattered belongings: high-heeled shoes, hairclips, Jason’s discarded clothing, the empty 7Up bottle still reeking of Everclear, used and unused Trojans, my ruined reputation…you know, the usual post-prom wreckage.

I brushed myself off, tried to stretch the kink out of my neck and opened the closet door to slip into the bathroom just as Terrie and Krista snuck into our room.

“Morning,” I whispered, since the others were still asleep.

Krista gave me a good once-over and giggled. Terrie grinned and said, “Congrats, El! The first time’s really exciting, huh?”

I caught my reflection in the room mirror and gasped before I could stop myself. I looked flushed. Tousled. Like I should’ve been auditioning for the role of Streetwalker/Chorus Girl in Pat Benatar’s “Love Is A Battlefield” video. I opened my mouth to explain, but just then Jason emerged from the depths of the closet.

“Mornin’, ladies,” he said, kissing the top of my matted hair. “You look sweet today, El,” he whispered to me before sauntering into the bathroom with a blanket wrapped around his waist, a saucy smile on his lips and a prideful gleam in his eye.

Terrie winked knowingly. “Wow, you got yourself a gentleman.”

Appearances can be QUITE deceiving, Jane inserted.

“Uh, yeah,” I murmured, more to Jane than to my friend.

“Glad you two had fun,” Terrie said before waking up Sabrina.

And so the day began.

A little over an hour later, we entered the restaurant for the Morning-After Breakfast. Jason slung that proprietary arm around my shoulders and, again, pecked the top of my head with a kiss. He caressed my arm slowly with a fingertip and, I swear, gave off some kind of I-Just-Had-Sex-With-A-Virgin pheromone.

Heads turned. The overt signs of our familiarity were not lost on anyone. Peers, who’d been too self-absorbed to care during Prom—Day One, now watched us with real scrutiny.

I was tempted to give Jason a good hard shove and announce to the crowd that Jason Bertignoli didn’t know how to satisfy a woman, or even know what he’d done (or hadn’t done) the night before. But, of course, a Good Girl wouldn’t blow the charade, so I didn’t.

Amanda was whispering something to Sam as we walked passed the long table where they sat. He nodded at her, but he turned his eyes toward Jason and me. An expression, somewhere between a glower and a grimace, flashed across his face. A moment later it was gone, and so were we. The waitress seated us in another room.

As we waited for our food, the guys debated the instruments they wanted to “play” for the upcoming Air Band Bash. Matt proposed they take on a Guns N’ Roses song, and Nate said, “Hey, the girls could be back-up singers and—”

“For GNR?” Steve laughed. “Nah, man, I don’t think so.”

“What if we did Robert Palmer’s new one, ‘Addicted to Love’?” Jason suggested. “Our girls could dress up in short skirts, wear shiny red lipstick and pretend to play guitars behind us.”

“Awesome!” Matt said.

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