“Weird, but not masochistic. Teach me how to play, you sexy little nerd.” Austin steps into my personal space, kissing along my collarbone and up to the sweet spot on my neck, below my ear.

“Fine,” I practically moan. “But don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

After dinner, Austin pulls a chair up next to mine and I walk him through the details of Uforia, including our new tax plan. He brings up a few points he’s learned in his business classes, helping me tweak both the tax plan and a few trade agreements.

He’s paying attention.

He’s engaged.

He’s driving me wild.

I thought naked Austin was the sexiest thing in the world. I was wrong. Nerdy Austin is way hotter. He takes out a notepad and writes down the details of the game. When I describe a complex part of the game that makes him think, he makes this adorable little face where he furrows his forehead and purses his lips.

Thing number seven I love about Austin—his concentration face.

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Thirteen

Austin

I’ve spent an embarrassing amount of time sitting in front of my laptop, trying to think of something clever to say to Elizabeth. Or, should I say, to Lizbit31415. I wrote down her username last night when she was giving me a crash course on the game and her country.

It took longer than I thought it would to install the game and an aggravatingly long time to set up a country of my own. But I’ve got the time to waste tonight. The team has to be on the bus at the ass crack of dawn tomorrow for an away game, so Coach gave us all a curfew.

My roommates are whiny little bitches, crying about being locked up on a Friday night, unable to add one more notch to their belt. I’ve decided the next thing I’m sticking my dick in is Elizabeth, which isn’t on the sex-abus until the week after next. So, I don’t mind the night in.

After about twenty minutes of debating between a few of my best pickup lines I go with…

ManMeat4Sale: Do you know how to bake? Because I’d love to taste your cherry 3.14

Lizbit31415: Austin?

ManMeat4Sale: What gave me away, the username or the epic pickup line?

Lizbit31415: Username. You have no idea how many cheesy/bad/disgusting/inappropriate pickup lines I get…

ManMeat4Sale: ur breaking my heart… i thought i was special

I’m teasing her, but with how long it’s taking her to respond, I wonder if she’s taking me seriously. I know I’m special to her. At least I know whatever the weird thing we’ve got going on between us is unique. I don’t know what we are to each other, but I know it’s got to be different from what she has with anyone else.