“Good.” Steve presses a kiss to her forehead and then drops his head to the bed, blinking up at the ceiling as she moves in close.

“What, yeah,” he says, nodding a little as she kisses him. “Come over. It’ll be fun.”

His head hits the bed again and he wonders if maybe they should have some sort of talk about expectations, but decides that it would for sure be a mood killer. He doesn’t really know what the protocol is after having spontaneous sex with a girl you don’t really know.

Are they friends? He’s never had a friend who he also has sex with sometimes, and it kind of sounds like the best thing ever.

“I could use a little fun,” he admits, turning his head to look at her with his lips quirked into a smile. “Sounds like you could too.”