Chapter 9Cal looked up from where he was reading on his cot as the door opened. It was Mitch, looking damn nervous and sweaty about something. Cal said, “Hey,” and looked down at his book again. Explosives. Homework from Bren. She’d said there would be a test next time. He looked up again when he heard Mitch draw the bolts across the door.
“Cal, ah…” Mitch stopped and laughed awkwardly. “Are you free for a couple of hours?”
Cal froze as Mitch echoed the words he’d said only a few days ago. Was this mockery? Or was Mitch trying to be charming and failing? Cal put his book down and sat up slowly on the side of the cot.
“Sure,” he said. “What can I do for you?”
Mitch looked flustered, like he hadn’t expected Cal to go along with the joke. “Ah…have s*x with me.” Mitch’s grin turned sickly.
