Chapter Two.

Scott calls me later the next day and asks if Casey and I want to go to Casper's, a local bar that we went to just to hang out at while the boys watched whatever game was on. We usually do this once a month, and it looks like tonight is it as we enter into Casper's and see heads turn from the loud conversation of our group. I think the employees get pissed every time we come because whenever we do it's always so loud in here. We always take up so many tables.

           "Aye!" Scott yells, pulling me in for a hug. "You made it!"

            "Of course." I smile, slimming out the pink peplum top I have on. "Wouldn't miss it." Then I give hugs to the rest of the frat boys, pausing a little once I reach Justin. It's not awkward or anything, but he pulls me closer than expected and whispers, "Don't forget our plans tonight" gently into my ear. I nod my head and pull away, smiling from ear to ear when I see that Jonah, the boy from the other night at the party has made it. After we talked for a bit more yesterday he had decided to give me his number and I had decided to hang out with him again.

            "Hey!" I exclaim, pulling him in for a hug as well. "I didn't think you'd actually show up."

    He gives me a puzzled expression. "To see you? I'd be crazy not to."

Then I just roll my eyes and take a seat at the bar, ordering a diet coke as he orders a sprite and glances towards Casey, who is wrapped up in a conversation with Scott. I can't help but notice how close they've gotten with each other over the past couple of weeks and I'm starting to wonder if Scott is interested in her. I guess I'll ask Justin later.

            "So you never really told me about yourself." Jonah says, taking a sip of his sprite once it lands in front of him. "What are your hobbies?"

        I almost laugh out loud, but I don't. "My hobbies? C'mon Jonah, what are we? Back in highschool?" The last time I talked about my hobbies I was in the fourth grade at show and tell. It's not that I don't appreciate the effort, but really?

            "I'm being serious Reina. I'd like to get to know you better."

            "Well I don't tell people about myself right away." I wink, pulling my hair to one side. "But maybe you'll figure me out eventually." I stare down into my drink and swirl the straw around the liquid, wondering how exactly he'd like to get to know me better. I have fears that if I get into another relationship they'll end up exactly like my last ones. All boys used me for was sex so that's just what I'm used to. For instance, back in my junior year of high school I met my first boyfriend David and man did I fall hard for him. I mean really hard. Back then I was a sappy romantic who thought David and I would end up like the movies and that sex would be this sacred thing. When he took my virginity and broke up with me the next day just to say we slept together all of those fantasies went right out the window though. From then on out my heart was replaced with stone. That's why I am the way I am, but I've never told anyone that because I don't need sympathy. I don't need to be felt sorry for.

            "Maybe." He chuckles. "I hope so. I'm just glad you invited me here tonight."

            "Don't think too much of it bud. I just thought you were a cool person." I give him a smile to let him know that I'm just joking and lean over to nudge him with my shoulder.

            "Did you eat?" He asks. "I could order you something if you want."

            "Thanks but this place has pretty crappy food. It's not much of anything." I reply, taking a sip of my diet coke. I'm not lying. I once tried the chicken fingers here and they were hard as rock. If you're coming to get drunk here then it's the perfect place. But if you're hungry? Not so much.

            "Well I could take you somewhere else. Let's not make you starve Reina." He starts to laugh and I eye him skeptically, taking another sip of diet coke as I admire his smile. He really is gorgeous and I can't help but wonder if he actually does like me. Maybe he really wants to get to know me and isn't doing this just to see my body.

            "So are you wanting to take me on a date?" I tease. "Is that what you're asking?"

    He shrugs, leaning back in his chair so he can relax his hands behind his head. "Possibly. Who knows, maybe you'll figure it out eventually at Valentino's."

        My mouth drops open. "Valentino's? No way Jonah. That's like the most expensive Italian restaurant in Toronto."

            "And you deserve to be taken to the most expensive Italian restaurant in Toronto. Come on, let's go."

            I don't know how to respond to that. I kind of start to get nervous because I've honestly never been taken on a date before. The boys I've slept with before never tried to get with me and that makes me sound like a whore, but I thought that was love at the time. I've never fallen in love before.

"Uh, sure..." I trail off, rising from my stool. "One second." Casey was still talking to Scott so I walk over and tap her on the shoulder, explaining to her where Jonah had offered to take me and Scott's eyebrows raise, giving me a little smirk.

            "The Puerto Rican mami's got a new dude?" He teases. "Thought you sucked Justin's dick?" Casey slaps him on the shoulder after he says that and sends me a remorseful stare.

            "Shut up Scott." I shoot back at him. "We aren't together and I don't like him like that way anyways. We're just friends."

            "Yeah." He scoffs. "Just friends."

    For a moment I consider explaining to him all of the reasons why Justin and I are just friends but instead, I withhold all of my comments and signal to Jonah that it's time for us to leave. It is nobody's business but mine what I do behind closed doors. They can think what they want, but nothing is going on between us.

    "Tell Justin I'll see him in class tomorrow, okay? I'll be back to the dorm later Casey."

            As Jonah's walking over I see Justin furrow his eyebrows in confusion at him before his eyes settle on me. I'm sure he'll be upset that we won't be having sex tonight, but there's plenty of time to make up for that later. Giving Justin a small wave and a smile, he nods his head in return as I leave with Jonah.

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Justin's Point of View:

            "You are out of your damn mind!" Mark yells to Colby, punching him jokingly on the shoulder. "Taylor's ass is completely better than Sarah's."

            "And how the hell do you know?" Colby spits back.

            "BECAUSE I'VE HIT BOTH MAN!" Then we all burst out into laughter, including me after he said that because I really didn't see that coming. Taylor seemed like the innocent virgin type but those ones are always the dirtiest. I'm not involved with the conversation much because I've never really hung out with Taylor and Sarah so I just sit on my barstool and take a couple of sips of my coke, leaning back against the counter.

            "Hey." Scott says, turning to look at me. "Reina told me to tell you that she'll see you in class tomorrow." All of them erupted into oooo's as if we had just gotten into a fight or something and I roll my eyes, setting my glass back down on top of the bar. They all can just stay out of my business. I really don't appreciate Reina talking to Scott about that and not me. I'm especially pissed that I won't be getting laid tonight.

            "Okay, Thanks? Not sure why I needed to know that but okay." I mutter, sending him an annoyed glance.

            "Oh come on Justin, we all know what you two do." He leans forward on his elbows, eyebrows raised with a stupid smirk on his face.

    "And what's that?" I question, raising my eyebrows right back up at him. "She comes over to chill every once in awhile?"

            "More like every day and her hair's a wreck. Plus she fixes her shirt every time she leaves. We know you're fucking her man. She even hints that you guys do too so why are you denying it?" Casey is still sitting next to Scott so I have to be very careful with what I say. I know girls and I know how they work. They stay quiet like that and act like they aren't paying attention to the conversation so they can go right back and tell the other girl what we said. I'm not falling for it because I'm a hell of a lot smarter than that.

            "Think what you want." I shrug. "We're just friends."

            "Friends that fuck each other." He laughs, everyone else joining in. "She just left with another guy when you clearly had plans tonight. You aren't a little bit tight about that?"

            "Scott what the fuck man? Just shut up about it already. I'm not jealous and we aren't fucking. We're just friends." I growl through clenched teeth. I'm not jealous. Reina and I have an agreement that we can date around and everything. This thing we have isn't anything serious and I mean yeah, we've been having sex for the past six months now, but it's never turned into anything more. This is just different for me because I haven't seen her with another guy before. It'll just take some getting used to. Jealousy isn't what I'm feeling. What I'm feeling is just anger from not getting laid. I'm not jealous.

            "Why the hell haven't you made a move on her yet?" Colby asks, directing his attention to me finally instead of the television. "You guys seem close as shit whenever you chill. I mean, have you seen that ass?"

I smirk to myself. Trust me, I've seen that ass.

            "She's gifted but we're just friends." I repeat, standing up from the barstool.

            "Oh come on!" Scott laughs, placing his arm out to stop me from passing him. "Stop being a pussy bro. We're just messing with you."

            I don't listen and leave anyways, the cold air whipping against my face as I shove my hands into my pockets. I'm not mad at them and I'm not jealous. I don't know what the hell is wrong with me, or why I'm in a pissy mood, but I just don't feel like talking about her right now. Especially because she doesn't want to see me tonight. I mean come on, did she really want to spend it with that asshole? And Colby just had to bring up her ass and now I can't stop fucking thinking about it. The way it looks when I'm fucking the living shit out of her and grabbing onto her hair... oh my god. Pulling out my phone, I scroll through my contacts until it hits her name and go to type her a message.

New Message To: Reina.

What the hell? U aren't coming tonight?

New Message From: Reina.

Busy. I'll see u tomorrow. Xoxo.

New Message To: Reina.

K.

        I'm furious, beyond furious. Maybe even a little sexually frustrated. Make that a lot sexually frustrated. The fact that she's treating me like I'm some fuck toy that she can just drop whenever she wants pisses me off even more because that's not the way it works. This whole agreement is that we can have sex as long as we aren't dating somebody. She can't just skip out on plans when we have them.

  New Message From: Reina.

Aw... u missing our sex that badly?

New Message To: Reina.

What's it going to take to make u come over tonight Reina? I will do whatever u want to that body. I mean it.

New Message From: Reina.

Will u eat me out?

New Message To: Reina.

Is that seriously a question? I'll do that more than once. Just come over.

New Message From: Reina.

Dinner just got over with. U won me over. Be there soon.

          I let out a breath I haven't realized I've been holding in and when I reach the house, I head upstairs into my room and begin to get things ready for when she gets here. She made it clear she never likes when the bed is messy, so I make that and then I throw my dirty clothes into the hamper, looking at myself quickly in the mirror just to make sure nothing looks out of place. I'm not nervous for her to come here or anything but I can't help but feel intimidated that she'll start a friends with benefits with this other dude instead of me. That doesn't mean I'm jealous. I just don't want to stop having sex with her because she's good at it and I mean really good. That doesn't mean I'm jealous. It just means that I like sex and that she's a good person to have sex with. So I'm not jealous. I'm not.

A/N:

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