Lost in the fire

Chapter 8

I know this is last minute, but is there any chance you girls could go dress shopping with me tomorrow? I have an appointment at a shop in King of Prussia at 10 AM. I thought we could get lunch after. Sorry. My friend canceled on me and Mingyu and my husband have no taste.

Lisa stared at the text message from Haein's mom and tried to decide how to respond. She knew she would end up saying yes since she didn't have any plans, but she had been looking forward to her lack of plans. If she was honest, she'd been hoping Roseanne would want to do something tonight, and she hoped that something would leave her feeling too tired to do anything the next day.

Lisa's thoughts were interrupted when another text message came through, this time from Roseanne. I'd be happy to help. Just send me the details and I'll be there.

A few seconds later, Roseanne sent another text just to her. Looks like I'm going to be in your neck of the woods tomorrow. Wouldn't completely hate it if you could come.

Lisa rolled her eyes as an involuntary smile came to her face. How could I possibly resist that charm?

So, that's a yes? I thought I was going to have to pull out the big guns and bribe you with a certain something you mentioned last week.

Lisa pulled her sweatshirt over her head, suddenly feeling like her apartment's temperature had gone up one hundred degrees just from that text. Lisa had never let another person have control during sex. That was until she met Roseanne, of course. Ever since Roseanne had brought up her strap-on, it was all Lisa could think about. She couldn't believe she had made that comment while leaving Roseanne's apartment and had regretted it, especially since Roseanne hadn't mentioned it again. They hadn't seen each other since the tasting the next day as they had both been exhausted—Lisa from work and Roseanne from getting things ready for the start of the new school year in two weeks.

If Lisa was honest, as turned on as she felt from Roseanne's text, wanting to see her went beyond sex. She had actually missed her this past week, not that she would ever admit that. Roseanne would enjoy that way too much and she wasn't in the business of trying to make her head any bigger.

Lisa held her phone in her hand and stared at it as she contemplated what to reply. On second thought, maybe I do need to be bribed. How does tonight sound? She pushed send before she could overthink what she was saying. Why was she overthinking it anyway?

Sounds like a good time. My place again?

Lisa was about to say yes when a thought popped into her head—a terribly idiotic thought that made no sense. But now that it was there, she couldn't unthink it. If Roseanne was going to be in King of Prussia the next day anyway, wouldn't it make sense for her to just come tonight and stay over? No, she fought with herself. It made no sense. In just two months, Roseanne had gone from her mortal enemy, to her sexual release, to what now? Friends with benefits? There was no reason to blur the lines more and make things even more complicated.

Apparently, her fingers didn't get the memo though because she typed out a message she was sure she'd regret once she hit Send. Yet, as soon as the message was typed, her fingers betrayed her once again by sending it off. She cringed as she re-read it. Roseanne was going to think she was insane. Actually, want to switch it up this time? Since you need to be in this area first thing in the morning and I plan on tiring you out tonight, how would you feel about staying over?

After reading it back, she quickly added, You know, for logistical purposes.

She held her breath as she waited for Roseanne's response, only letting it out when she finally read the words she didn't expect to see.