Our Aquarium

15 ~ Eliana

"Are you going to take it?" Trish asks, passing me a glass of wine.

Emma sits down next to me and passes me a bowl of popcorn. "Of course she's going to take it. She's wanted it for years. She would be a fool to pass it up."

She's right, I would. This is everything I've ever wanted and it's only a phone call away. Leaving to the other side of the country would be a little scary, but this is the chance of a lifetime. I'm not passing this up.

Layla passes around the twizzlers and I lay my head back. Enough about me let's talk wedding. That gets Emma going. We talk about her sex life for about ten minutes before actually getting into the wedding part. She doesn't want a bridal shower, which surprises all of us. Knowing Emma we expected her to have a whole venue already rented out.

"I don't want to waste time," she sighs, throwing popcorn at me.

I laugh and lace my fingers through hers. "Let's focus on the wedding."

She wants to get married this December, which is another shock to all of us because, that does not give us any time.

Trish is the first to speak up. "Emma that's in less than three months."

This only causes her to shrug. "I already know everything I want. I need you guys to help me send out the invitations and organize everything."

And that's what we do. For hours we sit on my couch looking through Emma's planned wedding notebook and organizing a wedding. Laptops, iPads and phones in hand we search multiple website for flowers, place settings, utensils, save the date invitations and whatever wedding stuff Emma can think of. Jerry what have you done?

We're hours in and around 1,000 dollars of money spent when my phone rings. Lazily, I answer and put it on speaker then go back to online looking.

"I'm horny," Wesley's low voice comes through the speaker and I immediately move to pick it up but Layla gets it before me. "Eliana."

My friends gesture for me to continue. This is going to go nowhere so I give in and have a normal conversation with Wes. Well as normal as one can when a conversation starts with 'I'm horny'.

"What does this have to do with me?"

His deep chuckle comes through the phone. I think that's my favorite sound. "You're the reason I'm horny. I want your pretty lips wrapped around my cock."

And he ruins it. "You're a pig, Wesley, I'm hanging up."

"No! I'm lonely sweetness, talk to me."

Oh this man sure knows how to work his way deep. He's once again annoyingly adorable. And that makes him dangerous. Maybe Jacob was right to suspect something going on between Wes and I. I'm falling for him. Hard. The job offer in Massachusetts has only presented another reason why I can't be with Wes. If I'm with him, I know I will fall in love with him and that will make it difficult for me to leave. Plus I'm not going to let this asshole win that easily.

"What do you want to hear?"

"How much you miss me?"

"I miss you. Also thank you again for the coffee maker and blender."

He grunts and I hear a bark. "You're going to make me spoil you, aren't you?"

I giggle and look down at my laptop, while my friends look at me with slacked jaws. "You're the idiot that picked out all the clothes."

"And still didn't get to see the lingerie you snuck away to get," he grumbles. "What color?"

"Blue and lacy."