Author: Claire Adams
Category: Young Adult
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I rolled my eyes. “I hate that nickname.”
“Which is why I insist on using it,” Sophie replied. “You didn’t answer my calls.”
“I was busy being a professor.”
Her voice bubbled with laughter. “Man, I can’t believe my little brother is a teacher. It’s such a…serious job.”
“Are you trying to compliment me or insult me?”
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“I’m trying to say I’m proud of you.” I could practically see her eyes roll.
“Thanks, sis,” I replied. “How’s Tommy?”
“He’s in the first grade now,” Sophie revealed.
“Fuck,” I said. “Already?”
“That’s the problem with children…they grow up,” she said. “Actually…speaking of the first grade, you should meet his new teacher.”
I frowned. “Um…why?”
“Because she’s a teacher, and she’s attractive, and I think you two might hit it off.”
I sighed. “You know I don’t do relationships.”
I instantly thought back to the way Daniela used to look at me. She used to look at me with stars in her eyes, and I remember feeling as though I couldn’t breathe. When I realized that all I had really been interested in was her body, I had felt a keen sense of shame. Perhaps that was why I tried so hard to make it work, but even my hardest try lasted a few short weeks. After we broke up, I stayed away from relationships.
“Seriously?” Sophie said impatiently. “You’re twenty-nine-years-old, Chance.”
“Thanks for the remainder.”
“I’m just saying, how long can this casual sex thing last?”
“As long as I find hot and consenting women.”
“Don’t you want to settle down?”
“Um…no.”
“You’re missing out,” Sophie said.
“No, you’re missing out,” I said.
“I happen to like being in a monogamous relationship,” she said defensively. “Thanks for your concern.”
“Well, then you should stick with Tony,” I said. “I, on the other hand, would die of boredom.”
“Boredom or fear?” Sophie asked pointedly.
“What does that mean?”
“You know what that means,” she said insistently. “I’m talking about da—”
“Hey, there’s a student at my door, Soph, I gotta go.”
“Chance—”
“We’ll talk later, okay?”