Chapter Two
Three days after the party, once classes were underway, Denny knocked on my door, though looking chagrinned, he was smiling broadly. Let me make it up to you.
I was wearing PJs when I let him in; although I didnt actually let him in, he waltzed inside without a real invitation. I suppose he expected his cheery grin would clear out any leftover debris in our brief and rocky relationship. Id already decided to be polite though I would guard against him taking advantage of me again. What happened at the party was just casual s*x, I continued to remind myself. I could spit him back to the world he came from with no regrets. It was daydreams of Maximus that were far more unsettling to me now than any lingering thoughts of s*x with Denny.
Honestly, Chelsea, I had no idea Jasm
