Eighteen
Wes
Being with a girl had never felt so easy.
Sure, I only had one frame of reference, but high school dating and what I shared with Trixie was like night and day.
When I was in the pool … I thought about her.
When I was sitting in class, the teacher droning on in the background … I thought about her.
When I was running into Delta house, late and feeling frazzled … I thought about her.
When I was in the shower, well, you get the idea.
I was quickly becoming obsessed, infatuated in a way I’d never been before, and although it made me a little nervous, I really enjoyed the feeling.
Brody? Not so much.
“Dude, pay attention to the f*****g game. I swear to God if you zone out one more time, I’m gonna kill you myself.”
“Sorry,” I murmured, shaking my head clear of visions of
