“Friends with benefits then?” “Why put a label on it?” I dodge his question and head to the dining hall. When the idiot jumps on my back, I know I screwed up. I didn’t openly tell him anything, but I left him enough breadcrumbs to figure it out. He knows Ava and I hooked up. “How was it?” “I don’t brag. Did you forget that?” I brush him off my back with ease. “Man, just this once?” “About her?” I shake my head. “No fucking way.” “Looks like our girl has a magic pussy.”
