“Well damn. I have a boyfriend, but you know…I’d totally be down to party one day.”
The words flew out of my mouth before I regretted them. I could hear Cece giggling on the other end on my phone.
“I’d totally take you up on that offer, Miss Sinclair. When I’m not working.” He gave me another seductive smile before his eyes returned to the road; the car moved forward as we made our way to the toll highway entrance.
I lifted my phone to my ear, realizing Cece was on the line, still.
“Cece, I’m going to call you back when I get to campus.”
“There’s condoms in the side pocket of your back–”
I hung up the phone, letting it drop on the leather seat as I relaxed.
Yup, my best friend is a bad influence.