Hannah came along.
“You ’re right. I told her I can’t be with her because of Jay, and then I know I don’t want to be a part of her lifestyle, so I have to somehow forget about her.”
“T he solution to that is to get laid. You haven’t had any since Brittney, and that’s way too long, bro. One of Dylan’s buddies invited us to a graduation party. This one should mainly be upperclassman, so you’re going. Take a shower.”
Brett decided to wear jeans with a Vandy t-shirt that fit snug, showing his physique. He convinced himself that if he found a girl who didn’t mind having casual sex, it would cure him of Hannah.
He’ d always tried to be a good guy, but he’d reached a point that he wished he didn’t care about her, so he could devour every juicy inch of her perfect body and walk away.
***
Brett had no idea where they were going as Matt drove, and he didn’t care. He’d spent so much time away from the college scene that he thought it might be just what he needed. He was ready to let loose for a while.
Matt park ed the car.
“Let’s get trashed and find us each a piece of ass,” Dylan yelled as they walked to the door.
“I see you haven’t changed your ways yet, Dylan,” Brett said wryly.
“Hey, I will when I meet the right girl. Worry about your own damn behavior,” Dylan said.
Brett wondered sometimes how Dylan ever got laid as obnoxious as he could be, but then he remembered he’d witnessed Dylan’s bullshitting abilities first hand.
There were easily a hundred people at the party. The house was older but enormous, and a big part of the party was being held in the backyard off of a large patio. They went outside and grabbed a beer.
He was relieved to see that most everyone appeared to be over twenty-one, but there were plenty of people still there who were younger. Brett became more carefree after he drank a few beers. He and Matt started talking to a couple of women that told them they went to the University of Tennessee.
Brett found one of the brunettes attractive and thought it was perfect that she didn’t go to college with him. Less strings to worry about. He thought she seemed into him, so he and Matt hung out with the girls.
***
Chelsea’s driver drove Hannah and her friend’s to the graduation party they were invited to. Hannah realized when she went inside that it was the biggest party they’d been to. She also felt intimidated by the number of upperclassman present. The kitchen counters were overflowing with bottles of booze.
“Here, Hannah. I made your favo rite,” Nick said, handing her a drink.
“Thanks, Nick. I think we’re going outside since it’s so crowded in here.”
“ Then I’ll go with you.”
“You should find J.T ., and say hi to him, so he knows we’re here,” Hannah said.
“You’re right. I probably should.”
She noticed Nick was paying more attention to her. She wondered if he was trying to watch out for her because of the trouble she’d got herself into while he was gone or if there was more to it.
***
Brett was really starting to feel the alcohol. He’d drank more since meeting Hannah than he had in six months. He and the brunette were sitting on a stone ledge about four feet tall that ran along the side of the patio. The backyard was lit up well from strings of lights hanging everywhere.
The woman’s constant flirting was obvious to him as she hung on his arm. Brett became turned on when she nibbled on his ear, but in his mind it felt wrong. He kept telling himself that it was what he wanted, and he could tell the girl wanted to make out, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it.
He tried to think of how he could make an escape when a memory hit him like a brick. He recalled some advice he’d given his boss, Lauren, the last day he worked at the garden center . It was the summer before his freshmen year of college when her boyfriend had punched him. One appendage directs us men until we fall in love.
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