Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 155405 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 777(@200wpm)___ 622(@250wpm)___ 518(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 155405 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 777(@200wpm)___ 622(@250wpm)___ 518(@300wpm)
I guess that’s true. I like Hayden a lot so it would be tremendously disappointing if he turned out to be an asshole. Well, more of an asshole than I already know he is.
Chapter Thirty-Four
Parker
We’re on the way back to school so I can pick up my car when I realize we never really talked about the one thing we definitely needed to talk about today.
I told him during sex that if he wanted to fuck me, he needed to use a condom, but it’s probably a good idea to communicate that when we both have all our clothes on.
“So, I’ve never had to talk to a guy about this because… well, you know. You always scare them off.”
“Right.”
I crack a smile. “But, um, the sex thing? We need to talk about it.”
“What do you want to talk about?”
“Obviously, I haven’t been active. But just as obviously, you have. Since you didn’t use a condom last night, I was wondering if I should… get tested,” I say, grimacing. “There’s not a way to ask that doesn’t sound icky. I’m sorry.”
Landon smirks. “You’re fine. You don’t have to get tested, but if you don’t want to take my word for it, knock yourself out. I’ve never… I’ve always used a condom.”
This is a bit awkward, and awkwardness makes me talkative, so I nod. “Okay, good. That’s good. I mean…”
He nods, partially to stop me from launching into a ramble about his sexual responsibility. “Anything else?”
“Um, you never really confirmed you broke up with Brittany.”
“I was never with Brittany. We weren’t dating. It was casual.”
“Still. She deserves to know it’s over.”
“Fine. I’ll text her.”
“Thank you,” I say, but then I frown, because that seems an odd thing to thank him for. Shrugging it off, I focus on what else needs to be said. “I mentioned this during sex, but I don’t know… that’s probably not the best time for cogent conversation.”
“Seems to be for you,” he says dryly.
I shoot him a look. “I am not on birth control. I’ll get on some, but I have to make an appointment, and that will take time. If we’re going to keep doing this, I need you to use a condom until I tell you otherwise.”
“Eh, I don’t really like condoms. I liked it better without.”
“Um, yeah, that doesn’t really matter. I am not protected,” I say slowly, so he gets it. “If you fuck me without a condom, you could get me pregnant.”
He shrugs indolently. “Then I get you pregnant.”
My eyes bulge. “Are you insane? We are in high school. Our parents are getting married. You are not getting me pregnant.”
He shrugs again, not taking this nearly as seriously as he should be. “Maybe I already did.”
“That’s not funny.”
“Who’s joking? Not only did I come inside you, I stayed for a while after you fell asleep. Why do you think I brought you a cranberry smoothie?”
At this point, it’s an anatomical feat that my eyeballs are still in my head. “I will kill you if you impregnated me our first time having sex.”
“You can’t kill me. Then who’s going to rub your feet when you’re tired from waddling around all day with my baby in your belly?”
“Stop,” I say, covering my ears.
Clearly, his appetite for tormenting me hasn’t died out because he continues. “Imagine how hot I’d look with a baby carrier strapped to me, a mini-Landon gnawing on his little fist.”
“I am no longer listening to you,” I inform him.
“Hey, look on the bright side. We wouldn’t have to worry about how to break the news to your mom anymore. Surprise! You’re gonna be a grandma.”
“Stop talking. Just… no more words. This is now a silent date.”
Landon smirks, looking pretty damn satisfied with himself.
Since he prefers silence, it’s no trouble for his broody ass to keep quiet the rest of the way to the school. Since I’m annoyed at him, it’s no trouble for me, either.
When we get to the school, Landon pulls his noisy-ass car up next to my quiet one and kills the engine.
I’ve never been dropped off at my car after a date before, so I’m not sure of the proper protocol. I expect Landon to walk me to my car, but when I walk around the front, he walks around the back to get something out of his trunk.
I don’t know if I’m supposed to wait, or the date is over and he’s just grabbing a cold bottle of water or something.
After dawdling uncertainly for a few seconds, I open my driver’s side door and slide in.
Landon comes over right as I’m pulling my foot in the car and grabs the door so I can’t close it. “Not even gonna wait for me, huh?”
I blush at his teasing. “I didn’t know what you were doing. I thought I’d been dismissed.”