Page 7 of Sharing Shadow Secrets (High Five Novella #6)
“ M organ!” I squeal, and my roommate looks up from her laptop, sitting in our living room, pushing back her headphones into her dirty blonde hair. I toss my phone at her and sit on our other couch.
She looks down at my phone. I can’t believe he’s done that before. And that he’s implying that he’s done it more than once. So he’s not vanilla … The thought makes me smirk.
“D. V. P.,” she enunciates, then flicks her gaze to meet mine. “You trying to open that door with a guy you met like seven hours ago?”
“No!”
Morgan is super wild though.
We met randomly a couple of years ago when she was applying for an open room in this three-bedroom apartment.
My lease was co-signed with two friends from Northwestern, but then one got a job in New York and moved out.
Morgan immediately hit it off with Gwen and I, talking about wild internet conspiracy theories like how Jimmy Butler could be Michael Jordan’s son.
She’s half the nerdiest person you’ve ever met. I mean she has two bachelor’s degrees, and they are in mathematics and computer science. Then, the other side of her is party girl, living for the story to share the next day.
“Have you ever done that?” I ask, half expecting her to say yes.
She sways her head. “Not really.”
“What do you mean not really ?”
“Have I had a dick in each hand? Yes. Did one go into my mouth? Yes. That’s the extent of my two dicks experience.”
I laugh deeply. Morgan has never-ending stories. Just when I thought I knew all of them. She tosses my phone back to me.
Taylor
First time … not last time … How often are you touching someone else’s dick?
Brandon
Not that often.
Taylor
Are you bi?
I don’t think I’ve been with a bi guy before.
Or at least if he were, he didn’t tell me.
I’m assuming that means he’s in tune with himself and his emotions, and not repressed, which is hot.
Could be a new kind of fun, especially if he’s into the things I’ve been reading about lately.
Because I would totally be down to try some of those things.
Brandon
That’s a philosophical question we can discuss at dinner.
I hum, curious, and text him the link to the book.
A bi boyfriend. Calm the fuck down, you just met him.
Taylor
How is getting an impossible reservation going?
Brandon
I called the head chef while I was in traffic. We’re all set. 7:30 on Thursday.
I wave at Morgan, trying to get her attention.
“What?” she asks, a little annoyed. I know she hates being interrupted when she’s coding, but she also lives for boy gossip.
“Brandon is taking me to Cable on Thursday.”
“Must be nice to be rich. Now, Taylor, I must focus on my special project.”
“Ah yes.” I nod and get up. “The honeytrap,” I say, making my way to my room so I don’t distract her anymore.
Taylor
I’m excited to go there and talk about DVP with you.
I toss my phone onto the bed after sending that. He’ll either like my humor or he won’t, but so far it seems like he likes it. Brandon is cool.