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“I got loaded.”
“Oh. I hung out with Pristina.”
Big news. “Oh, really, how was that?”
“Typical.”
“Figures.”
“You want to do something today?”
“If you want to come over, we’ll figure it out.”
He came over while the movie was still on and I was still in bed. I was wearing white flannel pajamas. He got in bed with me in his clothes and pulled me close. We were soft and warm together.
I closed my eyes and put my hand down his pants. He put his down mine. We didn’t say anything for the longest time. In the background people screamed and hollered as they were hunted down and murdered in innovative and amusing ways. He was wearing Woods by Abercrombie & Fitch. I turn into absolute jelly when he wears that.
“I was thinking about you last night…when I was with her,” he breathed into my ear.
“Oh, yeah?”
“Yeah.” He moved his hand down.
“And what were you thinking?”
“I was thinking about how Pristina always shaves.”
“That’s not thinking about me. That’s thinking about Pristina.”
“I was only thinking it because you don’t shave sometimes.”
“I’m not trying to impress anyone.”
He sighed into my neck. “I was just saying. I guess it’s okay how you don’t shave sometimes.”
“Thanks.” I ran my fingers up and down his back, underneath his shirt. “I really feel like I need your approval.”
“You’re so touchy sometimes, Doll. It’s a wonder I even stick around!”
He stuck to me, anyway.
“You ruined my pedicure,” I told him, after. I wagged a foot in his face so he could see. I was reclining against the headboard. I was smoking a cigarette. He was sprawled across the bed on his stomach.
“Tragedy.” He crawled over me. He picked up my nail polish off the nightstand. He flicked on the stereo. I’d last been listening to my favorite homemade eighties CD compilation. We’re talking some serious classics by the likes of Toto, Gerry Rafferty and Juice Newton.
“You have some seriously gay taste in music,” he told me. He took one foot and began painting.
“You’re so generous with your compliments.”
“That was probably the best sex I ever had. Now, hold still.”
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