Strange Days Ch. 22-26

Violet smiled widely. "Not a good idea."

Candy gave her friends a concerned look, then asked. "And why is that?"

Violet's smile became a predatory grin, and it was oddly sexy. "A house full of gorgeous girls? I'd get fat on a buffet like that."

I laughed out loud. Candy and her friends blinked stupidly, and after what felt like an eternity, it hit them. "Ohhh," Candy said quietly. "You're a...I mean, you're..."

"Violet's an artist," Johnny interrupted. "Some of her paintings are amazing."

"Oh really?" One of Candy's friends said. "What do you paint?"

"Naked chicks," Violet said without missing a beat.

Johnny managed to the steer the conversation away from sexual preferences, mentioning my photography too, as well as Paula's skill with a violin, particularly her solo performance last year. She'd played in front of the entire graduating class. Given how shy she was, we were all really proud of her, and she played beautifully.

"You remember that?" she asked Johnny.

He smiled at her. "Absolutely."

Paula's face lit up.

Okay, so maybe Johnny wasn't going to be so bad, but I wasn't willing to hand Paula over to him just yet. As Paula's friends, we had a tough job ahead of us. Alpha Sigma Zeta could do enough damage on their own. Paula seemed so eager to be accepted by them, they could easily take advantage of that. With her friends watching over her, they didn't take advantage of her that night at least.

I'd been terrified of going off the college, having my world changed so drastically, to have everything I knew turned upside down. But sitting there with Violet, knowing that Sarah would be with me, that we'd all be keeping an eye on Paula, I was okay with change.

After the party, we met up with Trevor and Tabitha at her apartment. It was a big loft. Not as big as our place, but enough to make most college freshmen envious. She didn't have a roommate yet, but would soon. I actually had a bit of a hard time keeping my urges under control. I mean, come on, four hot and sexy sweaty girls, along with a bronze god that was Trevor. Who wouldn't have trouble?

Later that night, our last night before heading home, I snuggled up to Sarah in the RV's bed. She cooed when I snaked my arms around her. She was so warm, her naked body so soft against mine. Is this what it would be like from now on? Would I come home from class – and hopefully work too – every day, ending the day in Sarah's arms? Would she welcome me without hesitation? I loved her. I knew that for certain now. No matter how afraid I was of what was to come, I knew that as long as I had Sarah, everything would be fine. She was my friend. She was my lover. She was...I don't know, something more.

I kissed her neck and lay my head on the pillow, letting the sound of her steady breathing lull me to sleep. No, I wasn't just okay with change.

I was looking forward to it.