Samantha darling by Jennifer Davis

Author:Jennifer Davis [Davis, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-30T06:00:00+00:00

22

D ad and Betty had gone to the club for dinner. They’d invited me to go, and I’d almost accepted, but hadn’t felt like putting on a dress to eat a cheeseburger. I opened the fridge and looked inside. After seeing how perfectly neat the contents were I thought I’d ruin it if I touched anything, so I began rifling through the cabinets.

“Excuse me,” a man’s voice startled me so much that I screamed.

“I apologize. I didn’t mean to frighten you,” Jonathan said, unshaken by my reaction. “You have a visitor.” He turned away and I followed him to the front door.

“Are you cooking?” Wes asked, his eyes slightly squinted.

“Jonathan scared me. He’s so shadowy, I forget that he’s here.”

“So you were going to clock him with cream of chicken soup?”

I shrugged, realizing I was still gripping the can. “I panicked.”

“C’mon, we’re going to roll Becca’s house.”

“What’d she do?”

The corner of his mouth pulled into a smirk. “I’ll let Austin tell you. You can bring the soup if you want to.”

“Ha-ha,” I said, and sat the can down on the entry table.

Wes and I had spent the past few days together. We’d eaten lunch at places he thought I’d like, and he even gave in and took me bowling, which we’d both sucked at, but it was still fun. I learned that he was good at math, played piano and baseball as a child, and was voted best looking for senior superlatives, which was no surprise. I revealed that I was also good at math, played nothing as a child, and that my little high school didn’t need to vote to know who was superlative because the same people had been popular and certain of their place in the world since conception.

As much fun as we had, every night he still went to meet someone else after dropping me off. We didn’t talk about it, but I knew it was happening. I was getting attached to him and it was becoming more difficult to watch him go, and imagining what he was doing with whoever he was with was even harder.

Charlotte and Austin were in the backseat of the Range Rover.

“Why are we rolling Becca’s house?” I asked.

“Fuck rolling. I brought eggs!” Austin declared. “Becca’s been telling people that I have hemorrhoids.”

“What?” I sputtered. “Hemorrhoids? What an odd insult.”

“She said he got them from taking it up the ass,” Charlotte said, amused.

“Yeah, so Becca Bitchface is gettin’ egged,” Austin said sharply. “If you want to put a dick in your ass, that’s cool. No hate, but that shit is not for me. I don’t even put it in a girl’s ass.”

Charlotte patted Austin’s leg. “No one doubts your heterosexuality.”

“No one can. I’ve banged half of the girls on the island.”

“And their mothers,” I said, repeating what Charlotte had told me.

“Only the hot ones,” Austin confirmed.

“What about you, Wes? Have you banged anyone’s mother?” I asked.

“I decline to answer.”

“I’d say yes,” Austin said proudly. “He’s got as much game as me.”

“Game?” Charlotte questioned.

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