I haven't been this excited about a date in a very long time. Don't get me wrong. I'm an extrovert by nature. I love going out and meeting people, going on dates, and of course, sex. But the idea of spending time with Quincy made it really hard to stay focused during practice yesterday.She's not the type of girl I normally go for, but the type of girl I normally go for will also drop her panties with just a smoldering look sent in her direction. I can thank David Beckham for bringing professional soccer the fanbase it has these days.I climb the stairs to the second story of her apartment building. It's an older complex but it's smaller, too. Three units on top, three on bottom. I knock on the door, noticing the landscaping is up-to-date and the building is kept up nicely. It's also in a pretty good neighborhood. It makes me feel better to know she's not living in a dump with a four-month-old.The door opens, revealing a frazzled looking Quincy, who is holding an almost naked Chance.

"Don't sell yourself short," he says. "Raising your nephew isn't a negative at all. If anything, it highlights that you're caring and generous and loyal. If a man can't see that, you're looking at the wrong man."Our waiter reappears to take our order. I fumble my way through it as I quickly decide what I want, still taken aback at the turn of this conversation. But Daniel's right. Just because Chance and I are a package deal now, doesn't mean I'm not still the total package. Sometimes it takes someone else to point it out."Your family sounds really great," I say, fiddling with the condensation on my glass after the waiter leaves. "Sounds like you guys are really tight."He has a strange look on his face. "For the most part, we are.""What do you mean?""My brothers and sisters and I are really close and we're all close with our mama.""But?""I don't talk to my dad."I cock my head, sure I didn't hear him correctly. "Your dad?" He nods. "The guy who coached all your soccer teams and

I sit back, trying to figure out how to proceed in this conversation. Before I can think of anything to say, Nicholas beats me to it."I'm tired of being a virgin. I wanna know what all the fuss is about, ya know?""I do know." I take a deep breath. "But let me ask you a question, man to man.""Okay.""Does this girl… Tamela? That's her name?" He nods. "Does Tamela know the only reason you asked her to the dance is so you can have sex with her?""I don't know. I mean, everyone knows she'll pretty much sleep with anyone, so it can't be too much of a surprise.""But does she know that's what you're expecting from her? Because I have to say, Nicky, if she thinks you asked her out because you actually like her, and she finds out at the dance that it's only because you want to get with her, that's a really dick move."His head snaps up. "Oh, come on, Tio. You're really gonna go there? I'm not stupid. I've seen pictures of all the women you're banging. You're with someone new every week. You

You're right.That's all the text from Nicholas says. Despite its terseness, I know exactly what he's talking about. We haven't spoken since our conversation about Homecoming a few weeks ago. I'd left him with lots to think about. But he's a good kid. His dad may be a dick, but stepdad Aaron's been around a while, and before that, my brothers and I made sure Nicky had good male role models. I text him back as soon as I pull into Quincy's lot and park my car.Me: I'm glad you think so. Now what are you going to do about it?Nicky: I asked her if she wanted to go on a real date with me. Before the dance. Me: And? Nicky: And we're going to the movies tomorrow night.Me: No expectations of sex?Nicky: Nope. I've been sitting with her at lunch a couple times a week. And we've partnered up in biology. She's actually really cool. Me: I figured she probably was. Now treat her like a lady and get to know the person she is with her clothes on before you wonder what she's like with her clothe

"Daniel!" she yells as she trembles. I continue flicking and plunging, licking and tasting, until she goes still. It takes a few minutes for her to catch her breath, during which I kiss up and down her legs and back. Finally, she's coherent enough to speak again. "That was...." she says breathlessly. "That was amazing."I smile as I stand up and kiss the spot behind her ear, making her shiver. "That's just the beginning, too.""I guess it's my turn." I can hear the anticipation when she says it, but I have other things planned."Nope," I say. "I'm not done with you yet.""Watching high-budget porn turns you on, huh?" she jokes, still bent over the bed. I love that she hasn't changed positions or tried to cover up. She's not ashamed of what we've done or wanting more."Oh, it wasn't the porn. It was those damn shorts you had on." I kiss the back of her neck again, making her shiver. "And your soft, silky hair." I take a handful of it and pull her head back so I can kiss below her jaw,