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A few weeks later

𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐚 𝐄𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐨

"Hey, you made it, lab partner," I said with a smile at Freya, who stood on the porch. "Yeah, your house is huge, by the way." I stepped aside to let her walk in. "Yeah, my dad likes big things."

"My room is up here!" I called as I walked toward the steps. "We're going to your room?" she asked, and I chuckled at her question, turning around. "Where else are we gonna study for the project?"

"Never mind, forget I asked that." I smiled awkwardly at her, then focused my attention back on the steps. "I just don't want my brother interrupting this," I said as I opened my bedroom door for her.

"Wait, wh—" I cut her off by pushing her down onto my bed. I climbed on top of her and kissed her passionately; she slowly wrapped her arms around my waist, letting them slide down toward my butt.

I moaned into the kiss, feeling her caress it with her hands. "You know, I genuinely thought we were gonna study," she whispered between kisses, making me giggle.

I pulled away, raising myself up and letting my hands rest on her chest. "I answered the door in booty shorts and a tank top. This couldn't get any more desperate." She smiled and leaned up. "Ah, so I make you desperate, Stasia?"

"Maybe." I smiled and pushed her back down, kissing her slowly. I moaned as she slid her hand under my shirt, grabbing my breasts while massaging them. I moaned quietly while softly grinding against her.

Before I knew it, my dad swung the door open while speaking. "Hey, Stasi honey, could you help me with dinner?"

"Dad!" I quickly covered myself and Freya with my comforter. He looked up, his eyes widening before he immediately shut the door.

"Oh my god." I cringed in embarrassment while fixing my clothes. "So that just happened... I should go," Freya mumbled while grabbing her bag.

"Ya think?" I put on my robe and opened the door for her. "I'll call you later; let's never speak of this again!"

"Got it, gorgeous." She walked downstairs and passed my dad, giving him an awkward wave before leaving.

"Before you get on me—thank God!" He cut me off with a hug. "I thought I would have to deal with teenage boys, condoms, or pregnancy, but you're gay! Thank God!" He pulled away with a smile on his face, making me scrunch my face up.

"What? You're not even gonna scold me?"

"About being a lesbian? I couldn't care less. Your dad was quite the charmer back then with both genders."

"I would love you regardless of what you are or want to be. I'm not that type of parent and never will be, honey." He kissed my forehead, and a little bit of me felt relief. "Oh, you are grounded for the rest of this week, though. You thought you could get away with almost having sex in my house?" He laughed loudly and walked away.

"You know, I thought I was relieved, but I guess I spoke too soon!" I yelled as he reached downstairs. "Still grounded." I groaned and walked into my room, slamming the door behind me.

I grabbed my phone and dialed Freya's number. She answered on the second ring, making me smile. "Did your dad freak out?"

"No. He was actually relieved that you weren't a guy, but I did get grounded," I said with a sigh as I lay back on my bed.

"Guess we gotta be even sneakier, huh?"

"My dad is very observant; I don't know."

"That's what makes it better! I do love sneaking around." I rolled my eyes at her words. "Yeah, sure. Goodnight, Freya."