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him…even though watching my friend with his ‘boyfriend’ in public might still be uncomfortable for me and it might ev

d always believed I was meant to be wh

sing other men. I had seen girls getting down and dirty in the club. They had been a pleasant show. Especially wh

now? Watching them explore and touch? It had never really

e people like me, who grew up hearing ‘boys don’t cry’ and ‘men will be men’ and

they

I keep my eye

e me a shove on the shoulders after he was done washing h

e to realize that I had indee

t they had forgotten to shut it properly, forgetting the fact that the tiny crack made in possible

th. “They should be more aware of where

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under the running water. Why did it make me want to see his face

after wiping his hand on a bunch of tissues, threw them on

losed, drowning out the sounds of the moans coming from the stall, but it wasn’t long before the room w

est was due to the beat of the drums reverberating through the floor or the fac

zed that I had gotten my slee

dispenser to wipe my hands, my eyes once again going back to the little sl

re doing a lot mor

g back against the opposite wall and for a second, I had thought my eyes had met his in a heart-stopp

saw him close his eyes and throw his head back as the blonde man in front of

f. They weren’t smooth or feminine like I had expected, but st

ckled and chains being drawn down, and I knew it was time to get the fuck out of here.

the stall wall. He wore a silver ring on his index with an intricate design on it…and even though I had no business being curious, I still couldn’t move my eyes f

waiting for me right outside and he’s ask me why I was late. But the only calls and texts I had gotten were all fr

nd we weren’t planning to be. The only reason she was calling, was p

want to end up booty calling Ruby and then regretting it in the mo

gerated voice had me looking up at

t to myself as my screen lit

ack inside my pocked, but not before Cole bent

led over the blasting of the speakers as we came back to greet our frie

aid as we rejoined o

meone from the club. By the looks of it, Joshua was already on the road to getting into someone’s pant

called him over, we knew those two w

I saw the time. “Dorm curfew is at twel

downed his last glass. “Guys, gott

von waved us goo

getting home?” I a

ng his phone out of his pocket and d

king lot that I remembered that we had driven by his

all an Uber?”

him pocket and threw them at me. “You drive.

ined or reported for arriving late to our dorms. So I got behind the whe

from a panic attack as we hit the dorm parking lot and

noring soundly with his head at an awkward angle and his mouth wide

other way out of it. If I left him to a guard, the old man would definitely report to the Res

t the job of guarding the boy’s dorm! Was he bo

tly. “Get up! I’m not fuc

get his seatbelt off of him. Sighing, I undid the belt and got out of the ca

y upright as Cole put all his weight on

g unintelligible under his breath b

his car and putting the key a

Cole with much difficulty. But as I was about to press the button to the elevator, so I cou

n his right index finger…and my eyes shot up to meet hazel orbs