K. Linde - Take Me for Granted

“Grant, this is Donovan, Ridley, Joey, Nic, and Trevor.”

Oh fuck!

“The Drift.”

As soon as I opened the door to my room, everyone started speaking at once. I hadn’t expected to be bombarded, and I jumped clear out of my skin. I groaned at the sudden movement, and I couldn’t keep from wincing at the soreness between my legs.

“Ah!” Cheyenne shrieked. “I know that face.”

“What face?” I asked defiantly.

“You did it, didn’t you?”

“Did what?”

I knew I wasn’t going to keep this from them. Cheyenne, Shelby, and Gabi had been trying to get me to lose my virginity in the year and a half since I started living with them. It had been downright shocking to them that I still had my V-card after all this time. Well, I guessed I didn’t have it anymore.

A smile touched my lips.

“You did! That smile!” Cheyenne continued.

“Cheyenne, leave her be,” Shelby said.

“But did you?” Gabi asked in her soft voice.

“You guys are so nosy.” I tried to walk around them to my luggage. I seriously was in need of a shower and change of clothes.

Cheyenne started giggling. “You can’t even walk straight.”

“I’m fine.”

“We’re just excited for you,” Shelby said, smacking Cheyenne on the arm.

I flounced down on the bed and sighed. As much as I wanted to remain stoic about the whole thing and keep so much of it private, just the thought of what had occurred brought another smile to my lips. God, that man!

“Yeah, so spill the details!” Cheyenne cried.

I opened my mouth to tell them what had happened, but instead, I said the first thing that came to mind, “I heard you were with Vin last night.”

“Um…yeah! It was fucking amazing.”

“Yeah, actually, she won’t shut up about it,” Shelby said.

“I could probably give you a play-by-play,” Gabi confirmed.

A part of me wanted to tell Cheyenne what had happened between Vin, Miller, and Sydney. She should know what she was getting into, but as she started yammering on about dick size, how rough he had been, and a whole slew of other things I didn’t want to know, I just couldn’t break it to her. She was too happy about what had happened. Plus, Sydney lived in Tennessee. It wasn’t like that was going anywhere. As far as I could tell, Sydney was more interested in Miller, and Vin had just overreacted. No need to bring it up unnecessarily.

Shelby snapped her fingers in front of my face. “Earth to Aribel. Was Grant really that good?”

“What?” I asked in a daze.

“We were talking, and you were off in la-la land,” Gabi said.

“Oh my God, would you please just tell us that you slept with him?” Cheyenne pleaded. “I mean, we all assume, especially with the way you’re walking like you’ve been riding a horse all day—i.e., Grant’s dick. Plus, you never came back last night!”

“I’m just going to completely ignore the horse reference,” I said with a shake of my head, “but Grant and I did sleep together.”

I would have thought that I’d just won a million dollars in the lottery with the enthusiasm from my roommates. In the society I came from, virginity was lauded and encouraged. I wasn’t especially religious, but I’d attended church with my parents. Even if I had never purposely avoided sex for religious reasons, holding on to my virtue was still ingrained in me in a way. Getting praised for having sex was such a bizarre thing to me.

“I can’t believe it took you guys this long, but I’m so happy for you,” Cheyenne said. “Was it amazing? Is he huge? Was it rough? Did you orgasm like ten times? Did he make you come on command? You know that actually works.”

“What are you talking about? It was my first time! I think he would have killed me if he’d been rough or whatever else you were saying,” I said, exasperated.

“Yeah, but…was he, like, gentle then? Did you go back to back? I bet he’s been dying for this. I bet he went again right away.”

My face flushed. I did not want to talk about this. Did these things actually happen? I thought I was pushing it by having sex again the next afternoon!

“Cheyenne, you’re freaking her out again,” Shelby said.

“I’m not freaked out!”

“Your face is super red,” Gabi murmured. She flipped a strand of hair out of her face and smiled at me.

Thanks for pointing out the obvious.

“It could be because I’m getting drilled on my sex life!”

“That’s not the only thing that’s drilling you,” Cheyenne said with a giggle.

I laughed along with my friends. What else could I do? I’d walked right into that one.

“So…seriously,” Shelby said, glaring at Cheyenne who had opened her mouth to say something that would likely be crude, “worth the wait?”

My mind wandered off to the feel of Grant’s arms around me, his mouth against mine, him sliding in and out of me. It had been painful, uncomfortable, and even a little awkward, but it had also been incredible, emotional, overwhelming, and all-consuming.

“Totally worth the wait.”

After my shower, the girls insisted that I wear something nice for the ContraBand show, so I decided on a V-cut blue sweater tucked into a high-waisted Aztec-print skirt with my knee-high black riding boots. I had plans to meet with Grant ahead of time, but the girls decided to walk down to the lodge with me.