“Hold on,” Jade slurred, “Friends with benefits is basically just being a freelance girlfriend. Totally respectable.”
I laughed before taking another sip of my rum, “Is that what you tell yourself at night?”
She rolled her eyes, “You’re just mad because I’m unattached.”
“I’m unattached,” I ignored my desire to call Jason for the full duration of the bachelorette party but now, four drinks in, it was getting more difficult to lie to myself. Nonetheless, I tried.
Kitty snickered, “Bullshit. Just because y’all won’t lock it down doesn’t mean you don’t have your nails buried in each other ten ways to Sunday.”
I frowned at the alluring image.
After five hours, the other cherries had left Kitty’s apartment for a nightcap. We were left slouched over the couch with a bottle of wine being passed between Sarah and Jade.
“So,” Sarah thrummed her pink nails against the armrest, “Are you going to make a move on Adam any time soon or am I going to have to stuff you, crazy kids, in a hotel room together myself?” She stared Kitty down with little humor in her eyes.
Kitty’s eyes widened, “We work together. It wouldn’t end well.”
I raised my glass, “Smart woman.”
“At least you know he won’t shame you for our line of work,” Jade cut in.
Sarah nodded, “Or make you quit,”
“Plus,” I nudged Kitty, “You’ve already seen the goods.”
“The royal jewels,” Jade said in a faux British accent
We laughed together and finished off the bottle.
“Listen,” Kitty finally spoke up to defend herself, “It’s just been a while.”
“Yeah, that religious trauma will really make you clench.” Sarah nodded in solidarity before tapping her glass onto Kitty’s.
The alcohol buzzed inside of me; I felt warm and dizzy while trying to stay upright.
“You should say something,” I advised against my better judgment. “You’ll regret it if you don’t.”
The girls turned to me, “And how would you know that?” Jade raised her eyebrow.
I fidgeted with the hem of my skirt, “Common sense.”
Kitty rolled her eyes, “If I have to be honest then so do you.”
“Honestly?” I leaned forward, “It hurt to be banished from one of the only places I felt at home.”
Before they could say anything, I continued.
“It sucked. All of it. Moving away. Working in a field that I didn’t even enjoy anymore.” That I don’t want to be in. “And to top it all off, Jason was the one who sent me away.”
The girls nodded.
“And I guess I just wish I meant something to him. Like, left a trail of Cheeto dust on his heart like he did to my boobs.”
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RomanceFalling in love with a sadistic toy maker was never part of the plan. The Toy Maker loving her back only made things interesting. The second book in the Pink Cherry series.
