I Never Expected You (I Never 2)

“Yeah. Whatever. What’s up with you two? I always see you together, and he is one fine piece of ass. Like seriously, I’d climb that like a tree.” She takes a chip and scoops it into the dip before shoving the entire thing in her mouth.

This girl could live off taco dip and ramen. I let out a laugh at how crass she is. This girl is one hundred percent insane, but I have to say I love her. She has made the whole college experience pretty interesting, that’s for sure. I thought Dani and I didn’t have a filter, and then I met this one right here. I shake my head because, well, she’s insane if she thinks something is going on between us.

“Oh my God! Do you have to be so…so…”

“Truthful? I mean, seriously, how have you not sucked, fucked, and rode him off into the sunset?”

If I had had a drink in my mouth, I would have spit it all over her.

“Yeah, I think you’ve been smoking a little too much, Cami. I’ve known him my whole life; we’re just friends. He’s kind of taken on the role of pseudo big brother, watching out for me since—” I close my eyes and exhale a harsh breath. “—Em died. Sometimes it’s annoying, but others, it’s nice to know that there’s someone who cares. There is definitely nothing more going on there. That’s just gross. He’s probably slept with half the girls on campus.”

I finish putting my clothes away and sit on the edge of my bed, facing her. I fold my hands together, starting to fidget at the mention of my brother. I hope one day it will get easier when he comes into the conversation. I still have to fight back the tears. Sometimes the feeling gets to be so much that I don’t even fight to hold my tears back and just let them fall. This is one of those moments. I take a deep breath, count to three, and blow it out.

“So, then you won’t mind if I ask him out?”

“What?” I sit up straight, and my body tenses. “No, no way! I already gave him the warning to keep his hands to himself.”

It’s her turn to be surprised. “What! Why would you do that?”

“Cami, once he sleeps with a girl, he doesn’t call her again. I’m pretty sure if you looked up manwhore in a dictionary, there would be a picture of Zachary Brian Jacobs. I’m just saying. If he sleeps with you, do you know how awkward that would make things here? We could never hang out here, and it would be awkward with him trying to avoid you. I’ve already lost one Jacobs out of my life. I refuse to lose another one because you both can’t keep it in your pants.”

She holds her hands up innocently. “Okay. Okay. You have a point. Doesn’t mean I can’t ogle him every time he’s here.”

I roll my eyes at her.

“Hey, at least admit he’s hot!”

“I mean, yeah, he’s good-looking, but he’s Zach. That’s just…that’s just…”

What word am I looking for here exactly? I’m not sure. Zach is very attractive, but all you have to do is ask him, and he’ll agree. Modesty is definitely not one of Zach’s traits.

“Exactly. It’s just the truth. Zach Jacobs is hot.”

“Whatever. You’re insane.”

“This is probably true, but…” She elongates her but, and oh Lord, here we go. “If you’re not banging him, are you at least banging that good-looking friend of his?”

“Oh my God, I can’t with you! Go get laid!”

We both burst into a fit of laughter as she responds, “I’m trying to, but you’re over here clam jamming me.”

“I’m sorry—I’m what?”

“Clam jamming…you know, the female equivalent of cockblocking.”

“Who are you and where the fuck d

id you come from?” I can tell that even with her craziness, Cami and I will be friends for a long time, and I could use all the friends I can get these days.

“Dani, for fuck’s sake, you need to cut this shit out and come home. You’re being a bitch making Mom worry about you. We’re all worried about you. Just let someone know you’re fucking alive.”

I slowly walk toward the bathroom to take a shower after an intense workout. I definitely overdid it, and my body will probably hate me tomorrow, but it needed to work out all those holiday and birthday treats. I turn the water on and strip off my sweaty clothes, dumping them in a pile on the floor. I step into the shower and let the warm water wash away the dirt, sweat, and insanity.

The mintiness of the tea tree shampoo wakes me up as I massage it through my hair. I close my eyes and press my palms to the cold tile wall and hang my head so that the water can rinse the soap from my head and body. While the water feels great, I know what will feel even better. My body needs a release. That’s exactly what I need. With one hand still against the wall, I grip my cock and begin to stroke it, closing my eyes and letting the fantasy take over.

Walking up behind her, pressing my body against hers, I trace my hands up her arms slowly, leaving goose bumps in their tracks. Her left arm reaches back, gripping my neck as my fingers slowly trail down her breasts, the water dripping down her hard nipples. The soft moans coming from her mouth go straight to my dick. My erection presses up against her ass. As she slowly turns around, her hand grazes down my abs, her nails pressing into my skin as her hand lowers to my dick the same time she falls to her knees.

My breath quickens, matching the pace of my hand. “Oh shit,” I quietly say, trying to keep my voice down.