I threw him out of the room and hurriedly switched into a pair of jeans, a nice blouse, and a pair of suede boots, and then walked with him down to the student center.It was a gorgeous spring day – warm but not hot, and blissfully free of humidity. The dogwoods were in bloom, and everything else was green and bursting with life. People were out biking, jogging, lounging on the grass, basically doing anything to soak up the great weather. The entire way to the student center I walked beside him, talking and laughing, but I couldn’t stop from watching the way he moved. Even though he was a rocker wannabe, he moved like an athlete – long, powerful strides, confident, relaxed. I also saw his ass in motion for the first time.Daaaaaaaaamn.Let’s just say his jeans were packed in all the right ways, and were tight in exactly the right places.Added to that, I caught his scent for the first time. Well, the first pleasant scent. Not the dank beer and cigarette smell when he and Shanna came

I thought about it all night and all the next morning.Spending any more time with Derek was a bad idea. I knew this. That was not in question.But Kevin was still pouting and hadn’t called me back – so technically, whatever I did wouldn’t be cheating.For the record, I knew that was a total copout. I didn’t even think it held water as an excuse.…but it was, technically, correct.And it gave me a certain amount of psychological cover to play ‘What If.’At the end of the day, I could always scream like Ross on Friends, “We were on a BREAK!”But I still knew I was getting back together with Kevin. I was, there was no question in my mind of that.And anything I did with Derek would be cheating, technicality or not.But……if we never kissed……and we never touched……and we never had sex……was it really cheating?Of course it was. It was ‘emotional’ cheating.But since Kevin and I were broken up, ‘emotional’ cheating seemed like it wasn’t really cheating at all.And if I kept things in con

They ended up taking requests for quite a while. Shanna really wanted to hear something by Katy Perry, so they did “I Kissed A Girl,” with Derek and Shanna singing together on the chorus. Shanna was giddy. It was really interesting hearing the song where one half was in a deep male voice. And uncomfortably sexy whenever Derek would look at me while singing.I have to admit, it also freaked me out a little to hear my roommate – who had seen me half-naked more times than I could count – singing a song about being bi-curious.Ryan switched instruments to mimic the deeper, driving notes of the backup music.He’d been good on acoustic, but he was outstanding on bass guitar.Afterwards, I teased Derek a little. “I didn’t know you liked Katy Perry.”“Ryan’s little sisters love Katy Perry, so we do it for them,” Derek said, scowling at me for impugning his manliness.I wasn’t sure how I felt about ten-year-olds (or however old they were) being huge fans of “I Kissed A Girl.” It made it even

We’d been trailing Ryan and Shanna for about three aisles when we turned the corner and found ourselves in the kids toys area. There was one of those six-foot-tall containers, a big rectangular wire structure, full of brightly-colored rubber balls.Derek went over and grabbed a pink, swirly-colored one. He served it volleyball-style to me – And I just let it hit the ground and bounce twice before I grabbed it.“Come onnnnn,” Derek complained, like If you were cool you would do it.“No,” I whispered, and looked around in alarm. “We’re going to get in trouble.”“So?”“I don’t want to get in trouble.”“You just know I’d kick your ass in grocery store volleyball, that’s all.”“I don’t think so. I was on my high school team.”“Yeah, right.” He started imitating a chicken. “Baawwk - bok - bok - bok!”“Oh yeah?”“Yeah.”“Fine.” I picked up the ball. “Ready, punk?”“Ready, Ms. High School Volleyball Queen.”I hit it to him. He hit it back – and then I jumped up and spiked it at his feet.“Bo

It was about 9PM when Shanna and I made our way up to our dorm room. Our voices echoed through the stairwell as we talked.“I’m just saying he’s hot. You should do him,” Shanna said.“No.”“Why not?”“I have a boyfriend.”“No you don’t – you broke up!”“We’re getting back together.” At SOME point.“But you’re not with him now. While you’re still single, you should totally – ”“No.”“Come on – it doesn’t have to be so serious. Just think of it like chocolate and indulge yourself – ”“NO.”“Why not?”“Because… because I love my boyfriend,” I said feebly. “And I don’t want to do anything to hurt the relationship we have.”“The same relationship you guys have ended, like, six times since October?”Ouch.“I don’t want anyone else but Kevin,” I lied through my teeth.“Give me a break – I’m sure your EX boyfriend is great, but he’s not that great.”I turned back to Shanna as I opened the door to the hallway.“Yes he is! Kevin is… he’s a really good person.”“I’m glad to hear that,” a famili