Page 14 of Rookie Moves

Seconds later, her face flashes up on my phone with an incoming video call, and I swipe across the screen to answer.

“What’s up, Ty? To what do I owe the honor of your presence on this fine Monday afternoon?”

I roll my eyes. “Do I need to have a reason to call a friend?”

“Well, no, but given the fact that it’s coming up to the end of both of our seasons and graduation is looming in the near distance, we don’t have time to jerk off, let alone have the time to call each other for the sake of talking about the weather.”

I wrinkle my nose. “Trust you to make this conversation R-rated. Plus, I can’t jerk off because it’s so cold, my balls are practically up by my armpits. So, there’s those two topics ticked off the list.”

She tips her head back and laughs. “Dude, same. Though without the balls part. My nipples could cut glass though.” She disappears from the screen, and I get a glimpse of the ceiling and her window before she reappears, having propped her phone on her desk.

“Talk to me, Ty-Ty. What’s got you looking all constipated?”

Falling back onto my bed, I fling an arm across my face and let out a loud groan at the nickname she’s called me since we were in kindergarten.

We’ve grown up together and spent every summer at hockey summer camp. She’s like the sister I never had, and when she got a place at the University of Wisconsin and I ended up in Massachusetts, it was the first time I felt like I was doing things truly alone.

It was terrifying, but we’ve always been there at the end of the phone when we’ve needed each other.

“Okay, so I have a hypothetical question.”

“Ohhh, I love these. Okay, hit me.” She wiggles her fingers in a “give it to me” motion, then grabs her bottle of water and leans back in her chair.

“What would you do if you had a friend who asked you to take their virginity?”

Her eyes widen, and then water spurts from her mouth. A bark of laughter escapes me, and I press my lips together to stop myself as she starts coughing, her face turning a deep shade of red. She wipes her mouth and chin with the sleeve of her sweatshirt.

“Where did you hear about that?” she asks between gasps for breath.

I arch a brow. “Excuse me?”

“Where did you hear that from? I haven’t told a soul about that.”

I cough as I choke on my laughter. “I have no idea what you’re on about? This is purely a hypothetical question.”

She stands from her chair and disappears from view, returning moments later with a towel. She mops up the spilled water on the floor before tossing the towel in her laundry basket.

“Last year, there was a girl on my team. I’m not gonna tell you her name, but she was a baby bi. Had no experience with girls, and she asked if I’d help her out.”

My mouth morphs into a broad grin.

“Does Dani know about this?” I ask, referring to her girlfriend she met in sophomore year.

“Yeah.” She nods. “She was open to both of us helping her out.”

“Wow. Who knew there was so much fun to be had in Wisconsin?” I tease, and she flips me off.

“Fuck you. We have a great time here.”

“I have no doubt about it.”

It’s her turn to roll her eyes, and then she raps her knuckles on the desk twice. “So, considering it wasn’t about me, I’m assuming in this hypothetical question, someone has asked for the same thing?”

“Pretty much. Just without the threesome part.”

She tilts her head to the side, her eyes boring into me through the camera. “Do you think they’re hot?”

“Yes,” I say without hesitation.