"Joslin?" Spencer's voice carries into the bathroom.
I spit out the last of the toothpaste and drop the brand-new toothbrush Spencer brought home for me four days ago into the little container next to the sink. "Yeah?"
"Where's the condom?"
"Huh?" I squeeze my hair in the towel to quicken the drying process and walk out of his en-suite bathroom.
"I tossed the condom on the floor. Right here." He points to an empty area on his hardwood floor.
"What? You threw it... on the floor?"
Spencer leans over on his knees, searching under the bed. "Yes."
"The floor?"
"Yes."
"You just threw it down?"
"Yes, that's what I do every time."
"Every time?" My mouth falls open in disgust. How did I not know this was going on?
"Yes. What did you think I did with them?"
My eyes widen when I realize
