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hadn’t stopped him though from his own fantasies late at night, not even when Shayla and his brother had dated. “That’s now how it went down Eva, get your mind out of the gutter.”
    “ Then how did it go down?” Eva could help the wicked grin that spread across her face.
    “ Cute. Not.” Zach rolled his eyes as he looked at his brother, “Besides, I can’t help it if I’m a total stud these days while my brother isn’t.”
    “ You sure you’re not taking steroids?” Carter had never been known for being subtle.
    Zach dropped his duffel bag, “You’re a fucking idiot you know that? Do you know what even asking that could do to my career?”
    “ I was just joking, gees.” Carter picked the bag up and looked at his brother, he knew that his brother didn’t do any kind of drugs; he was too serious about his career, his future. “Besides, no one around here knows who you are. You’re a Colorado Rockies, not a Yankee or Met.”
    Zach could feel the knot in his stomach, knowing his brother probably didn’t root for him, “Glad to know you know that.”
    Carter threw the bag over his shoulder as they walked up towards the parking lot. “You should just be glad that I’m not giving you shit for going out with my ex. What’s up with that?”
    “ She doesn’t know who I am; well at least she didn’t when she made the date.” Zach took a moment at the top of the stairs to enjoy the classic look of downtown.
    The trunk of Eva’s car popped open and Carter tossed the bag in without much thought about what was in it.
    Zach sighed, wondering if perhaps it was too late to go back to Denver instead of stick around for this reunion and Thanksgiving.
    “ You know, you shouldn’t give Shayla what she wants.” Eva lectured from the driver’s seat of the car, the window rolled down as she flicked the ash off her cigarette.
    “ Excuse me?” Zach could feel his head pounding they weren’t going to let this just play out, were they?
    Carter laughed from the passenger seat, “What our dear friend Eva is trying to say is, don’t fuck Shayla.”
    “ What if I want to fuck her?” Zach kept his eyes on the picture perfect scenery of the houses going by as he watched Eva make a quick right turn towards the street they grew up on.
    “ Do you not realize how many guys she fucked back in the day?” Eva tried to remind him.
    “ None,” Carter’s face was hard, “She never put out the way you thought she did Eva. Trust me, I was her boyfriend. The girls were just fucking around. Do you think any of them actually went and gave random men blowjobs in the city?”
    Eva had nothing to say as she stabbed her cigarette out in the over flowing ashtray and parked the car.
    Zach quickly escaped the backseat and retrieved his bag from the trunk. As he passed through the front gate he could hear the hushed bickering from his brother and Eva. He stopped on the porch, noticing that the house was not how he remembered it. Why should it be with his parents gone, his brother living here all alone?
    He opened the front door, comforted by the familiar squeak on the hinge the creak in the floor as he walked towards the staircase. Most of the furniture was new, with a sleek modern design which looked out of place in the old house.
    One thing hadn’t changed, his bedroom which surprised him when he opened the door to discover his old posters still hung on the wall, his furniture and childhood mementos still intact. He opened the nightstand drawer, and saw his favorite magazine. The pages worn and torn; starting to fall out as he flipped through the pages, smiling at the images of the naked women who he would encounter in the darkness under the blankets.
    Zach tossed the magazine back in the drawer, if he had it his way he wouldn’t have to worry about needing the inspiration while he was in town. He was going to get Shayla Daniels just the way he wanted her, the way he’d always thought about when he would watch her on train