“I'm not in love with Zofi, not remotely.”

Sam shrugged.

“Didn't say you were. I just meant that she's the one you want the most now, because she's the only one you haven't had yet."

I looked away, waggled my head, and said, “Okay, the horny male part of me definitely wonders what sex with Zofi would be like, and the unknown will always be enticing. But that doesn't mean Zofi's my favorite or anything Like that."

“No, like I said: Your favorite is always the one you're with, right in front of you. It's in your nature. When Mari first let you suck on her nipples while jacking you off, she was your favorite right then. When

Belle first gave you a blowjob, she was your favorite. And when I first fucked you, I was your favorite."

I frowned.

“I think you're somehow trying to define the word ‘favorite’ as ‘whoever just gave me an orgasm’. But it doesn't work that way."

"You saying I wasn't your favorite when I gave you a blowjob on the mountain? And that Neevie wasn't your favorite when she let you fuck her ass last night?"

“That's exactly what I'm saying. I told you: I don't pick favorites."

“And I told you: I believe that as much as I believe it when my parents tell me they don't have a favorite child."

I didn't respond immediately, other than to raise both eyebrows. Sam shook her head and turned away from me again. I took a deep breath, collecting my thoughts while Sam stared out toward the window collecting hers as well. But eventually, she spoke first.

“Who do you think is the prettiest in the BTC?" she asked out of the blue, turning back to face me.

“WHAT ?"

“It's not me then. If it was me, you would've just told me.”

“I'm not picking favorites."

“You think it's Neevie, of course. I mean, the way you always look at her? Please. She's gorgeous."

"You know you're gorgeous too."

Her eyes dimmed a little. "But is that all that there is to me? A hot body and nothing else?"

“You're my friend."

Tears immediately came into Sam's eyes as she looked away from me. But she turned back to face me just as suddenly, asking, “Will I ever be

MORE than a friend? Could you even consider me as your girlfriend?"

“We have The Rule specifically to--"

“Do you Love me?" she cut me off.

“Sam, I--"