The Heartbroken - S01 E08

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The Heartbroken - S01 E08

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“Really.”

He nodded. “The girls

always come.”

I snorted. “Of course

that’s what you think.

I’m only here because

I’m meeting someone,”

I tried, sizing his

reaction up.

“Let me guess. By

someone, you mean the

usual make-out.” He

cocked his head to the

side.

“No.” I smiled at him,

the smile I’ve always

used when my prey

was exactly at that

point. I stepped closer

to him, pressing my

body against his. “But I

guess you’re good

enough.”

What the freaking hell

was wrong with me?

Cedric wasn’t here, so

why did I make such a

move? D--n it.

Unlike any other guy,

however, he didn’t have

the reaction I expected.

He wasn’t turned on, he

wasn’t even partly

seduced. He laughed.

Laughed. I was

practically shouting

Let’s freaking get to

third base! but there he

was, laughing.

“What?” I stepped

back, offended and

embarrassed. Shit, shit,

shit. I should never have

done that. Cedric wasn’t

even here in the first

place. D--n it. That

never happened before.

I was blushing from the

rejection.

“Oh, Evans, it’s your

turn to tell me

something you don’t

usually say.” He flashed

his smirk. “You made

me do it.”

I scowled at him. “I

don’t say that to other

guys at all!” I whined—

which was a big

mistake, partly because

I sounded stupid and

because it only made

him chuckle again.

“Come on. Say

something different.”

I pressed my lips

together.

“See?” he asked me.

“Aren’t you more of a

player than I am? You

can’t even think of a

line you haven’t told

another guy yet—”

“I’m a virgin.” I looked

straight into his eyes,

daring him, challenging

him. “There. I haven’t

told anybody else about

that, and it also proves

I am so much better

than Seth Everett, you

sex-crazed guy.”

“Okay. Whoa.” He let

out a sharp breath.

“You’re a virgin?”

He looked so surprised

that I swear I could

have taken a picture.

“Holy shit, Evans. You’re

a freaking vir—”

“Okay, shut up.” I

covered his mouth

quickly. “My virginity

isn’t exactly a secret,

but that doesn’t mean

I’m comfortable with

you shouting it out to

the whole student

body.”

He blinked. “Why have I

never known this

before? If this isn’t a

secret, I swear I would

have known about

this.”

“It’s not a secret.

Nobody just asks me.” I

shrugged. “So it

basically never came up.

People assume things,

Everett. Most times?

Those assumptions are

really just messed up.

Everyone thinks I sleep

around. What do they

know?”

He let out a soft

whistle. “Hot d--n,

Evans.” He shook his

head, smiling almost to

himself as he scratched

the back of his neck.

“At this rate, I can’t

really assure you your

virginity.”

My mouth dropped

open, but I was smiling.

“What makes you think

I’m ever going to do it

with you, of all people? I

love myself, I don’t

want to get an STD

from you.”

He laughed. “I do not

have an STD.”

“Oh, but that’s only

what you think,” I said,

“do you really know?”

“You better shut it.

Right now, I’m torn

between wanting to

get myself checked and

wanting to spend the

rest of the night with

you.” I raised my

eyebrows at this and

he matched it with a

smirk. “In the most

innocent way possible.”