be married to your career.
It's what will turn you on, make you come alive. Not me, though; I'm going to
do my job and take my ass home. I want life to be centered on a family, on a
woman. The right woman." I stretched, being more open than I had in
forever. My friends were excited about their next steps after graduation, but I
wasn't in the slightest.
No matter how much I balked at romance, I
wanted it with a desperation that left me in another girl's bed every night.
The part that no one seemed to understand was that they used me as much as I
used them.
"You not taking your shirt off?"
I chuckled and glanced back at him. "You're not a ginger, dude."
"I burn easily, and I want to be
ready for tomorrow night. I have a strange feeling that my turn is
coming." He shrugged and jumped off the side of the boat, landing in the
water with a splash.
"You think Cinderella's coming to the
ball?" I stepped up on the edge of the boat and jumped, tucking my legs
and doing a cannon ball.
He splashed me as I came up from the cool
water. "Ass. I swear you're a bully with a heart."
I laughed. "That's exactly what I am.
Don't forget my overly huge dick, too. That's an asset we need to stay
cognizant of."
"I'm not responding to that." He
disappeared under the water, leaving me to laugh at how fun it was to fuck with
him.
We walked onto the man-made beach front a
few minutes later and spread out on a small strip of sand amongst a huge group
of people.
Daniel dropped down beside me and rubbed
at his eyes. "I don't have my contacts in, so stay close."
"You can't see anything?" I
glanced over at him as I laid back, enjoying the warm sand beneath me.
"Nope." He laid back beside me
and yawned. "We stayed up too late last night."
"You're a pussy." I moved my
hands to cradle my head. "And, you suck at dominoes."
"Do you have anything nice to
say?" He turned his head toward me as he squinted.
"You have nice cheekbones?" I
laughed as he shook his head.
"Fuck you, Brody." He turned to
look back toward the sky. "I have to admit that I'm a little jealous about
how easily women flock to you."
"It's confidence. Just pretend like
you have it and they'll flock to you, too. Girls are weird like that." I
shrugged and turned to my left, smiling at the dark-skinned girl who was on her
stomach, her eyes all for me. "Isn't that true?" I asked her.
"Sure is." She smiled and turned
to look the other way.
"So, what if you're not at all
confident? I mean, if we're talking about school or intelligence, I got it
down, but anything else? Especially if we're talking about confidence in the
bedroom. I'm completely at a loss there." Daniel let out a long sigh.
"It's fucking terrifying."
"Yeah, but after you do it once or a
hundred times, it gets easier." I turned my attention to him. I couldn't
remember having anything but confidence in the bedroom, but then again, I'd
started sleeping around right before high school started. It had been far too
many years to think back to the beginning of it all.
"I guess." He sighed again.
"I need to just go for it. I'm going to work on it tomorrow night."
"On your confidence or getting laid?”
I sat up and rolled my shoulders before glancing behind me to see if there was
a bathroom close.
"Both?" He covered the top of
his eyes as he looked over at me. "What's up?"
"Looking for a restroom."
The girl beside me turned over and smiled.
"It's at the back of the island. Just walk toward the palm trees.
"Thanks, pretty girl." I winked
at her and got up. "Be right back."
"I'll be here. Contemplating the
purpose of all of this shit." Daniel's voice was filled with concern. I
felt for the guy, but I wasn't sure what to say to him. I was simple and
straightforward, and he was an intellectual, a brilliant guy who overthought
everything. My advice? Find a girl and fuck her until you both have trouble
walking. To say that I wouldn't be a big help to him was the understatement of
the century.
I found the restroom a few minutes