Page 51 of Tutor With Benefits

But, I’m making do just the same.

I don’t need to have privacy to tell her the three of us are going to show up at her dorm this afternoon and to be ready.

“Oh snap, we have an audience. Do you think I should tell the whole room how big my dick is, or is that little dick energy?” I ask.

“I think you’re a dick for doing this to me in the middle of class!” she says as she fights a grin. “You know how easy it is for you to make me blush, and I’m trying to act like I’ve got my shit together if you haven’t noticed!”

“I did notice,” I tell her. “Which is why I came over to mess it up again for you. Where’s the fun in your life if you have your shit together? That just sounds boring if you ask me.”

“You’re impossible.” She shakes her head.

I’m about to tell her we’re coming over when another voice breaks into the conversation.

“Tori, right?”

She whips her head around, and I involuntarily jerk my head up at the sound of another guy’s voice. No one ever talks to Tori before class, and I’m surprised today is the day that it happens. I can’t decide if I’m surprised or annoyed with the fact that the guy who chose to interrupt us is Johnny himself.

“Am I interrupting?” he asks as he looks from her to me and back again.

“Oh, no, not at all,” Tori says, her cheeks flushing once more.

I’m not sure if she’s blushing from excitement that he’s sitting right next to her, or if she’s embarrassed and hoping he didn’t hear me talking to her about the size of my dick. Of course, there is a part of me that wants him to know I’m most likely a lot bigger than he is, and even if I’m not, I know how to use it better.

Johnny’s the guy girls want to take home to their parents. I’m the guy girls want to be with for the rest of their lives. I’m sure of this, and I’m sure Tori would prefer me to this guy in an instant. But, I back off at her reply to his question.

I know she’s hoping to have a moment with him, and if he’s interrupting her like this now, that has to mean he didn’t reach out to her yesterday. I sit down and glare at the back of his head, hoping he bitches out over this and backs off before he gets the courage to ask her out. I know it’s a slim chance, but hey, I’ve seen crazier things happen in my life.

“So, I didn’t get the chance to talk to you yesterday because I had to get to class right after this one,” he says. “But I was wondering if you wanted to maybe go out with me sometime?”

“Me?” Tori asks.

Immediately, I want to kick the back of her seat.

I’m torn right down the middle. There’s part of me that wants to get her to clam up and make him change his mind, but there’s another part of me that wants to kick her into high gear and remind her that this is the moment we have been practicing for. He’s now taking notice of her, and it’s up to her to set the hook.

It’s like we’re too close to the finish line for her to back out now, and the fact that we might be able to sink this means that we would be right, and I would love to have that satisfaction.

But, being right also means that Tori is going to cut off what she’s doing with us, and I don’t want that. The only alternative would be for him to join in with us and our happy little foursome, and I don’t think I want to have Johnny be part of the mix.

It’s fine the way it is, and I don’t want things to change.

All of these thoughts and feelings run through me in a matter of a few seconds, and I suddenly realize I’ve been holding my breath as I wait for her to give him an answer. He must be feeling the same, but of course, knowing Tori the way I do, he has nothing to worry about.

She’s been dying to have him ask her out since last year at least. And that’s only as far back as I know. Who really knows how long this crush has lasted, and who knows how badly she’s wanted him to be the one to come up to her and ask her out like this?

Well, I sort of know, but I can’t say a word right now.

“Yeah,” Tori says, trying to play it off as being the cool girl. She sweeps a few strands of her hair from her face and tucks them behind her ear, but it does little good to keep them out of her face since they just fall back into place. “I would like that. When are you thinking?”

“I have to meet up with some friends to study tonight,” he says. I cringe so hard behind them I feel I’m going to be physically sick. What the fuck kind of guy is this anyway? Mr. Perfect For Tori?

I wish I could reach forward and slap him on the back of the head, but I remain seated and act oblivious to the conversation going on in front of me. I’m both surprised and glad that Tori is managing to keep this conversation going without looking over her shoulder at me for any sort of approval.

Not just because I know it would come off as being obvious that I have something to do with this, but because I don’t think I can even smile at her right now. I’m seething with jealousy, but I’m swallowing it down with all the self-control I have in me. I remind myself over and over that this is what we wanted, and she’s getting what we’ve been working for.

I should be elated right now, not pissed off that this guy is here and asking out the girl of my dreams right in front of me.

“How about tomorrow?” he finishes. “I’d love to take you out for dinner or something if you’re free.”