Chapter 7

The Newcastles clinked coldly against each other as Matt stood trembling at Amy’s front door.

“Ooh, the virgin brings beer. Maybe I should get a little loser too”, Amy’s roommate Nadia said as she opened the door for him.

He blushed, admittedly somewhat relieved at the brief delay from having to face Amy and her ... friend. Nadia casually took a beer from the six pack and walked back into the living room.

“You’d better get in there, virgin. Before she forgets you exist” She said with effortless cruelty as she curled back into her spot on the couch.

Matt closed the door behind him, deciding he should probably follow her advice. Amy’s door was closed, and he was putting his ear up to it when it swing open without warning.

“Ahh ... there’s my little pervert.” Amy said cheerily, bouncing forward to take the Pinot. She had an oversized t-shirt on now, with almost certainly nothing underneath.

“Go get the corkscrew from the kitchen, and give...” She paused, turning.

“Oh right, you haven’t met Zach! Well, kind of. You’ve seen at least certain parts of him.”

Her giggle was so deflating. She pulled the door open all the way and turned towards the man who had just made love to her. Zach was on the bed, partially covered by the sheet. He sat partially reclined, his hand propped between his head and the headboard. He wasn’t what Matt had imagined, with bulging muscles and an impossible chin line. Instead, his nemesis was startlingly ... normal. His hair was cropped short, and his naked torso revealed a budding dad bod.