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It’s 7pm on Saturday, and Nikki and I are getting ready together at her house to head to the party she invited me to.
I’m wearing shorts and a crop top, which is all I was planning on wearing to the party. She, on the other hand, has other ideas.
“Nikki,” I gasp, my jaw dropping open.
She laughs, “Come on, try it on.”
“I am not wearing that, my ass is going to be sticking out.”
She shrugs, “That’s kind of the point.”
“No!”
“Aiden is going to be at the party.” She wiggles her eyebrows and I roll my eyes.
Still, that makes my heart beat fast. I touched myself last night thinking about Jake, and again it was not the same. I need something more.
I like Aiden, if things move forward with him, I would be happy.
“You need to show him what he’s missing.”
She throws the flimsy dress on the bed in front of me and I grab it, raising my eyebrows. “I am not wearing this.”
“It was worth a try.”
I shake my head. “Besides, if Aiden doesn’t like me like this then I don’t want him.”
“Oh, look at you with all that self–confidence or whatever.”
I bit on my lips and I shake my head.
“It’s because you popped your cherry, isn’t it?”
I roll my eyes and laugh, ignoring just how true that is for me. Not only do I feel like he
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introduced me to a new part of myself, but it’s incredibly encouraging to be able to make a man lose himself in pleasure.
I change the conversation. “Who’s party is this anyway?”
She sits on the bed with me. “His name is Parker, he’s on the basketball team with Aiden and we sometimes get together to make out in his car.”
“Look at you, making moves.” I tease her, throwing the dress at her. “You should wear it, then. Get your own cherry popped.”
She groans, covering her face with her hands.“He told me he wants me to sleep with him.”
Intrigued, I raise an eyebrow. “Do you want to sleep with him?”
“Yeah, I think so.”
30 minutes later, we pull up to a neighborhood and Nikki parks her car on the side of the street. “We have to walk a bit, I don’t want to park too close so we can leave whenever we want to and not get blocked in.”
The house we walk up to is enormous. “Is he like, rich rich?”
Nikki laughs. “Yeah, his dad is like some hotshot exec. Don’t ask me for what, though. I don’t know-”
She stops talking and squeals, running up to a tall guy with dark hair put up in a bun. He smiles wide when he sees and her and catches her when she jumps into his arms. They kiss and it makes me smile, Nikki beaming up at him as he puts her down.
From where I’m standing this looks like more than just a guy she occasionally makes out with.
She turns to me, throwing her arm toward me. “Parker, this is Alina. Alina, this is Parker.”
“Hey,” He nods toward me, wrapping an arm around her waist. “Mi casa es su casa. There’s drinks in the kitchen. And the fridge is all for grabs, but only for you guys. Don’t tell anyone else.”
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He winks and I smile. “Thank you. It’s nice to meet you.”
He doesn’t say anything else, getting called over by some friends. Nikki doesn’t follow him, staying with me as we head to the kitchen as we look for something to drink and
snack on.
There are people lingering around everywhere, and music is playing, though not loudly.
For the most part, it’s pretty chill.
I can smell the alcohol and I grimace, Nikki raising an eyebrow when I decline the shot she swings my way.
“You don’t drink?”
I shake my head. “My mother kind of turned into an alcoholic.”
“Oh,” She throws her shot into the sink. “I’ll stay sober with you.”
“You don’t have to.”
“It’s fine, it tastes disgusting anyway. Want some soda instead?”
I nod and we dig through the fridge, I find a Sprite for myself and Nikki takes a Dr. Pepper. We climb on top of the kitchen counters, sitting there as we talk, finding a bag of Doritos to dig into.
“Alina?”
I turn, my heart dropping to the pit of my stomach. “Aiden?”
His shoulders sag in relief, and he makes his way toward me. “I’m so fucking sorry.”
