Chapter 17

He and Maggie dated all through summer, and as much as he’d have liked to get in her pants, he was the perfect gentleman. Then, on the night before she left for college, she led him by the hand to the backseat of her daddy’s car, and they made love for the first time. It was different from fucking a guy, hot and wet, though not nearly as tight. Still, it felt pretty damn good, and he was walking on air afterward, when he leaned toward her on her front porch to kiss her good night.

“Tad, I have to tell you something.” She twisted her hands together.

“What is it, Mags?”

“I’ll be away at college, and it wouldn’t be fair to ask you not to date other girls, so I... I think it would be a good idea if we broke up.”

Tad wasn’t dumb. He knew she wasn’t being entirely altruistic. There would also be college men she would want to date. He waited to feel a hole open in his heart, but nothing happened.

“You don’t hate me, do you?”