"Excuse me, ma'am." A voice called after me as I headed to the Bronco that following Monday. He caught up to me and wrapped an arm around my waist, kissing my cheek. "But where do you think you're going?"

I laughed, shoving him away playfully. "To school, Eddie. Exactly where you're supposed to be going."

"I know that, butthead." Eddie took my hand in his, stopping me from opening the door. "I meant you're getting into the wrong car."

I blinked at him, confused. Eddie snickered, his brown eyes mischievous. "You're so cute when you're clueless." Eddie pulled my hand, placing a kiss on it as he tugged me over to the van. "I meant that you're riding with me."

"I can drive, Eddie." I protested.

Eddie stopped, looking back at me doubtfully. "I saw you nearly back into a light pole last week, so no, that's not happening." Eddie led me to the passenger side, opening the door for me like always. "Besides, no lady of mine is driving anywhere if she doesn't have to." Eddie kissed my lips ever so lightly before he helped me into the van.

Eddie got into the driver's seat and started the engine. "Unless, you're embarrassed to be seen with me."

"Whatever," I laughed, taking the lit cigarette from between his lips. "You're delusional."

Eddie lit another cigarette instead of sealing his back, "We're picking up Henderson, is that cool."

"Fine by me," agreed as we pulled off.

Dustin was already waiting outside when we pulled up, he hopped into the back seat and slammed the door. "You're late."

Eddie glanced at him in the rearview mirror, "I don't see you paying me gas money, so you have no room to complain."

Dustin ignored him, "Good morning, Wyatt."

"Morning, Dusty-bun." Dustin turned red.

Eddie was amused. "Dusty-bun? What is this?"

"It's what his girlfriend calls him." I smiled back at him teasingly and Eddie's mouth fell open in fake surprise.

"Dustin Henderson has a girlfriend?"

"Shut up, Eddie." Dustin punched him on the shoulder. "At least I have a girlfriend."

Eddie's grip tightened on my thigh, "And who told you I didn't?"

Dustin was surprised. "What? Since when?"

Eddie shrugged, "Since Friday when I said so."

"I don't remember agreeing to that, Eds." I reminded him.

Eddie shot me a devilish wink, "That's not how I remember that night going, princess."

"Ew." Dustin sat back in his seat. "That's disgusting, Eddie. Well, at least you two made up finally. Now I don't have to sit there and listen to Eddie whine all day." Dustin made his voice extra mopey for dramatic effect. "Oh no, Wyatt! Oh no, she won't talk to me! Tell me, Henderson, what do I do?!"

I laughed and Eddie glared at him in the mirror. "I'll wreck this car right now, I swear to god, Henderson. Keep testing me."

"Yeah right," Dustin scoffed. "You drive carefully because you love this van."

"No," Eddie reminded him. "I drive carefully because there is illegal shit in here, Dusty-bun. If I don't obey traffic laws, we're all doing fifteen years easily." Eddie grinned deviously. "And I'll tell them it's all yours if you keep it up."

We pulled up to the school and Dustin hopped out, "See ya at Hellfire, Eddie. Catch you later, Wyatt."

"Was it really necessary to scare him like that?" I laughed at Eddie, stomping out my cigarette.

"Nah," Eddie grabbed out stuff from the van and slung his arm over my shoulder, placing a kiss on the side of my head. "The little punk loves it."

I glanced up to see Robin and Steve sitting in the car across the lot, Robin's facial expression was shocked as she watched Eddie's blatant display of affection. Clearly she was going to make me fill her in on everything the second she saw me.

Steve just gave me a little wave from the shield of his sunglasses and I waved back.

"Hey," Eddie gripped my chin, placing a single kiss on my lips. "Have a good day, okay?"

I smiled and called after him as he walked away. "Try and behave today, Eddie!"

Eddie laughed loudly and turned around, still walking backwards towards the school. He threw a wink my direction. "Never."

By the time Statistics came around, just as expected, Robin was waiting on the edge of her seat. "Wimey, you have to tell me what the fuck happened?!"

I turned as red as my flannel shirt. "Do you want the short 'Oh we made up' story or do you want the whole thing."

Robin shot me a sarcastic look. "What do you think? You can't show up to school kissing Eddie Munson when just last week the two of you weren't speaking at all."

"Okay," I turned around in my seat, settling in to spill the tea. "Friday night was homecoming, right?"

"Yes, dummy, I was there."

"Yes, right." I continued. "Well, I got home went to bed, blah blah blah. Eddie showed up at my window in like the early morning hours."

"Did you let him in?"

"Will you let me tell the story, Robbie?! I'm getting there." I cut her off. "Anyways, yes I let him in. Eddie apologized for being an ass all week and uh …" I lowered my voice so no one else could hear me. "We kind of …. Had sex."

"What?!" Robin exclaimed loudly.

"Shhh!" I hissed.

"Oops, sorry." Robin whispered. "Are you kidding?"

"I wouldn't lie to you, Robbie." I answered.

"Oh. My. lost your virginity to Eddie?!" Robin made a face of play disgust, but was immediately curious. "How was it?"

My mind was playing flashback of that night and I felt the heat creeping up to my cheeks. I couldn't help but gush. "Oh my god, Robin. Is amazing a good enough word for it?"

Robin laughed, "Well at least you enjoyed yourself, and I must say, you are like literally glowing."

"Shut up." I blushed even deeper.

"So what happened afterwards? Was it awkward?"

"Surprisingly, no. We just hung out together all weekend and then he gave me a ride to school today."

"Well, Eddie definitely looked like he was staking his claim on you this morning. Everyone noticed."

"Oh yeah, we're kind of dating I guess?"

"Holy cow!" Robin got loud again. "You could have led with that?!"

"Is that a huge surprise?" I asked sarcastically.

"A little." Robin admitted. "Eddie doesn't date. I don't think I've ever even seen him look twice at anyone here in school, and he's been here several years."

I shrugged, turning my attention to our books.

Robin grinned, "Was it sweet and gentle or was he rough?"

"Oh my lord."

"What?" Robin continued, "I'm curious. Eddie seems like the type."

"Fair point," I agreed. "It was a little bit of both actually."

"Ahhh!" Robin squealed excitedly. "Welcome to the world of Harlots, Wyatt Stephens. It's a pleasure to have you."

I rolled my eyes with a little smirk, "Oh shut up."