My Only Exception (gxg)

Part 12

I'm the worst friend in the world.

I lay in bed that night, guilt ridden over what happened with Poppy.

Yet I couldn't get her off my mind.

All I kept picturing was her lips against mine, how her hand felt digging into my waist when I pleasured her, and how she felt inside of me, using her hands like an expert.

She sure is something.

And so am I.

The worst fucking best friend ever.

As I finally drifted off at 4 AM, I had one thought go through my mind.

It's never happening again.

I didn't work with Poppy again for a few days, and within those few days, I worked with Sydney.

If she ever found out as well about Poppy and I she would be pissed.

"How are you doing?" I asked her.

"I'm doing pretty good, actually," she said to me, "Poppy and I might pick things up where we left off."

What?

"Oh, really?" I asked Sydney.

"Yeah, we agreed to still be friends...and maybe see what happens."

"Gotcha," I nodded, "I hope that works out for you."

Sydney smiled, "I hope it does too."

That night, Diego invited some of us from work to go bowling at a place that had lanes, as well as a full bar and restaurant. I agreed to go, however, I wasn't sure if I wanted to possibly see Poppy and Sydney all over each other.

When I showed up, both Poppy and Sydney were there, but Sydney was bowling, and Poppy was sipping a drink by the table Diego had got for us by the lanes.

I walked over to the table, and Poppy immediately flashed me a smile that almost seemed taunting.

My heart started to race, and I looked away from Poppy.

I'm not dealing with this.

"Does anyone else suck at bowling, or just me?" I asked.

"I'm terrible at it," Laura laughed, "I need the bumpers."

"I'm pretty good, actually," Diego said, "I was on a bowling team in high school."

"I can totally picture that," Poppy laughed.

"I'm going to go grab a drink," I said, "I'll be back."

"I want another, I'll come with you," Poppy said to me.

Oh, great.

I didn't object, and Poppy fell into step next to me.

"You don't look so happy to see me, Delilah. Why is that?" Poppy asked me, even though she already knew the answer.

"Poppy, what happened yesterday can't happen again," I said to her as we headed toward the bar.

Poppy surprisingly chuckled and said back to me, "Yeah, we'll see about that."

I glowered at Poppy, "I'm serious."

"So am I."

We reached the bar, and I ordered a Shirley Temple, virgin of course. Poppy got a Black Cherry Whiteclaw.

I reached into my pocket to grab my wallet to pay, but Poppy held her card out to the bartender and said, "I'm paying for the both of us."

The bartender took her card before I could object.