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feel threatened.”
    “Whatever.” She stood up.
    Maybe that was a wrong approach.
    “Evie, can we just talk about it?”
    “I’m going downstairs to see if I can sit at the bar and have some old guy buy me an illegal glass of wine. You enjoy Jay and your asexuality.”
    I got up with her and grabbed her arm. “Wait, you owe me an explanation.”
    Frowning, she stared at my hand on her. “I don’t owe you anything. You’ve lost your mind, Cynthia. If you were Jay, I would have punched you in the stomach. Because you’re you, and don’t know any better, I’ll wait a few seconds before punching you.”
    I didn’t let go. “Jay and I won’t have sex anymore.”
    She raised her eyebrows. “You were still having sex?”
    Fuck muffins. I thought he told her. He didn’t say anything?
    “Uh.” I tried to say more, but she punched me in my stomach. I mean with no warning at all, she slammed that brick of a fist into my core. Shit! Pain bit at my gut. I doubled over in agony. All those times she’d hit Jay and he groaned, I always thought he was reacting like a baby. Now I knew. Evie boasted a lot of strength in that right arm. Oh my god! I focused on breathing instead of the pain.
    “Fuck. I’m sorry.” She seized my arm and helped me to the bed. “I shouldn’t have done that. It’s just … hearing about you and him hooking up … when the hell did you two do this?”
    I dropped down on the bed. “During your student government meetings.”
    “Son of a bitch.” She glared at the bathroom door. “Soon as he walks out, I’m punching him dead in his dick.”
    I rubbed my stomach. “Why? Did he tell you that we weren’t having sex?”
    “No, but he could’ve told me that you were.”
    “Don’t be mad at him. I always started it.”
    “Whatever.”
    “I would. Sometimes he would try to stop it because he felt bad, but I would push him to keep going. I wouldn’t let him stop.”
    Shaking her head, she glanced at me. “Why?”
    “Because.”
    “What?”
    “Because I didn’t want him to ever want to stop being with me.”
    Surprisingly, she didn’t respond.
    “You can take him away with no problem,” I said. “You’re his best friend. You have this great chemistry in bed. What do I have?”
    “Besides being pretty much guy and girl versions of each other?” She rolled her eyes.
    “I knew if I had sex with him too, then I would have a fighting chance when the inevitable moment came, when you got tired of sharing him.” I leaned all the way back on the bed. My stomach didn’t scream in pain, but it still ached.
    “Why do all this for him?” Evie asked. “What are you getting out of it?”
    “As much normalcy as possible. You’re as normal as they come. You have a nice mom, a great group of friends who adore you, and a steamy relationship with the guy you loved all your life. I just hope to experience some of it.”
    She lay back on the bed and stared at the ceiling. “That’s weird.”
    “I’m weird.”
    “No, you’re not. You just think you are.”
    Scenes of me making love with, not Jay, but him flashed in my mind. I shoved them away as fast as I could. “Trust me. I’m stranger than you know.”
    “Then maybe you’re fucking bananas.” A nervous laugh left her lips.
    “I am.”
    She quit laughing when she noticed the serious look on my face.
    “You want to hear something crazy?” I asked.
    “Probably not, but go ahead.” Sitting up, she placed her elbows on her legs and buried her face into her hands. “It’ll buy time for Jay until I knee him as hard as I can, and then I’ll head down to the bar and get a dirty old man to buy me two illegal glasses of wine.”
    “The first time I had sex I was twelve.”
    “And now I’ll need a joint.” She rose from the bed. “Cynthia that is horrible, but … twelve?”
    I nodded.
    She blew out a long breath. “That’s fucked up. I don’t even think I can handle the details.”
    “I didn’t plan on telling you the