Page 18 of Just for the Plot

He chuckles. “Got to love the acceleration capabilities of an electric vehicle. Will blast your dick right off.”

“I’d prefer to keep my dick intact.”

“Yeah, but what’s life without a little wind in your…frenulum.”

“Jesus.” I cringe. “What is wrong with you?”

“Grew up on a nudist compound.”

“Really?” I ask, glancing at him and the fresh burst fade he must have gotten this morning.

“No.” He laughs. “But fucking imagine growing up and walking around with your parents fucking nude as the day they were born.” He shivers. “That shit is not for me.”

“Yeah, me either.” I stare out the front window as we come to a stoplight. “Hey, so you know that girl that gave you the blow job the other night, the phenomenal one?”

“Do I know her? She made me see fucking Zeus, dude. I touched pointer fingers with him just as I came down her throat.”

Why do I feel like Nolan and OC would be best friends?

“Yeah, well, are you dating her?”

He glances at me, a smile tugging on his lips. “Why? You want to experience the power of Zeus yourself?”

“What? No.” I shake my head. “No, that’s not…”

He chuckles. “Dude, your face is red.”

Yeah, I can feel my cheeks heating.

“That’s not why I was asking.”

“Why were you asking? Looking for a sister or a best friend with the same technique? I’d ask her but don’t have her number. She was a random hookup, but I can tell you where I met her, maybe we can scout out the bar and ask her questions about her blow job techniques.”

I did not enter into this topic of conversation correctly, I can see that now.

“No, I was just wondering if you were dating anyone.”

“Oh…why? You interested?”

I drag my hand down my face, exasperated with this conversation. “Not for me. I have a friend that was interested in you, but I told her that you were dating someone.”

“Interested in me?” He glances at me. “I could see that. I’m fucking hot and women love the crop top. What’s her name? I can tell her you were misinformed and take her out tonight after the game.”

Over my dead fucking body.

Also, I do think women like the crop top, as it shows off his stupid abs. The number of signs I see for him in the stands every day is fucking stupid. Then again, there are a lot for me as well and I’m not wearing crop tops…

But back to the matter at hand.

“She’s not up for grabs.”

“Oh?” he asks, glancing over at me. “Wait, is this the girl that makes you come in your pants when she texts you?”

“I do not come in my pants.” But my dick might get excited, that’s for damn sure. “And yes, it’s her.”

“The girl you have had a massive crush on, she likes me?” Nolan smirks, mirth all over his face.

“It’s not fucking funny,” I say.