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here is going to be a bit on the childish side tonight.”
    They both look at me, a little unnerved.
    “No, nothing kinky. Nothing sexual, actually. And you’re welcome to go hang out with Damon and Tavo if you’d rather, but I was wondering if you’d like to… I don’t know… jump on the bed, for a little bit? With your daiquiris? And some crackers?”
    “Are you going to join us?” Julia asks.
    “I don’t drink, but fuck, yes, I’m gonna jump as hard as I can on this bed. I didn’t do enough of it as a child, and it’s just time I–”
    “This is that other guy’s bed, isn’t it?” Darci asks. “The one who let us in?”
    I bite my lip and raise a brow sheepishly.
    “I’m a psych major. There was definite tension between you two.”
    Peron hands each of the girls a drink and takes one for himself. “May I, Peron?” I ask, grabbing his cup.
    “But–”
    I squint my eyes before pouring half of the drink over the left sleeve of Ben’s shirt, careful not to get any on my shorts but letting it drip on the light blue, down comforter. “God, that’s fucking freezing !”
    I hand the rest of the daiquiri back to my friend, who’s fighting off a smile. I know he’s just as pissed as I am at Ben for inviting these women onto the bus. He opens up the crackers and hands me a fistful after I pull back the comforter, and I climb up onto the bed, still in my tennis shoes. “It’s pretty sturdy, really…” Everyone else follows my lead after drinking some of their beverages, just so they’re not sloshing all of their drinks on to the bed. We don’t want to get too crazy.
    We all make sure to crumble up the crackers, and just in case there were any large pieces, they’re sufficiently stomped out by our jumping. Honestly, I hadn’t thought this through, because seeing these women jumping on the bed like this has got me a little more turned on than I wanted to be.
    “Will!” Bang! Bang! Bang! That door doesn’t sound very well made at all.
    “Yes, Ben?”
    “What are you doing in my room?”
    “Entertaining our guests.”
    “I swear to God, if you’re fucking in there…”
    “Don’t worry. You’ll never be able to tell where we did it!” I yell through the door.
    “Get out.”
    “What? Why?”
    “Get. Out! ”
    “I’m not done yet!”
    “Will?” Damon calls out to me. “That vein in his neck’s about to pop.”
    I jump off the bed and open the door. “You really need to have that checked out, Ben.”
    He looks beyond me into his room. “What did you do to my bed?”
    “We just had a little snack, that’s all. Sorry ‘bout the mess.”
    “Yeah, sorry,” Julia says, following me out of the room.
    “Sorry,” Darci says.
    Peron doesn’t say a word.
    “Hold it!” Ben says. “Is that my Hugo Boss shirt?”
    “What, this?” I ask him, shrugging out of the ill-fitting button-down. “I mean, man, you took my shirt, so, I just borrowed one of yours…”
    “Did you spill something on it?”
    “I was just doing my job, Ben. Just doing my job.” I ball up the shirt and pitch it to him the way my brother taught me. Julia’s nails are immediately scraping down my bare chest, eliciting a sharp intake of air into my lungs. I forgot how much I missed that feeling. My hands find their way to her hips as I pull her into my body, my back leaning against the bunks in the middle of the tour bus. I sigh, torn.
    I can feel Peron trying to get my attention, but I know what he’s trying to tell me. I close my eyes and bend down to kiss the girl in front of me. When I pull away, I look at the half-full, ice-cold, fruity beverage that she still holds in one hand. I want that hand on my body, too.
    “Are you going to finish that?” I whisper in her ear before kissing her neck just beneath it.
    “Did you want it?”
    I shake my head and take it from her, walking the short distance to the kitchen and pouring it down the sink. Normally, I wouldn’t waste it in case she wanted it afterward,