Exhausted&Lost

Chapter Eighteen

"I gotta be honest with ya," Izzy said as she reached over the table to top up Ava's glass of wine, "I think you hit the fucking jackpot and I am jealous as shit!"

Ava laughed into her glass of merlot and shook her head at her friend's drunken confessions. Friday night had rolled around again and Ava was perched on a stool at The Hideout divulging all of the salacious details of her nights with Dave over the past few weeks.

"I'm not a religious woman, but by Christ, I'm sure I met God a few times when he went down on me," Ava sighed, prompting Izzy to almost spit out her wine.

"Stop, stop! I'm going to turn fucking green with envy!" She groaned, pushing Ava's shoulder lightly to stop her from speaking.

It had been a few days since she and Dave and spent any time together, but there had been a pretty constant stream of communication via phone call and text message. He had been busy in the studio tying up some loose ends of a project that he had in the works, and she had been enjoying spending some quality one on one time with Elliott, who had barely stopped talking about Dave since their first meeting.

They had seen each other once since the boys bonded over chocolate pancakes and toy cars, when Dave had called past her home with a surprise coffee for her on the way to his studio, and Elliott had convinced him to stay for an hour to play.

If she thought she had fallen for Dave before, seeing the way he looked at her child made her fall twice as hard. The deep rumble of Dave's laugh, mixed with the sweet giggle from her baby made Ava's heartbeat twice as fast. The way he would get stuck straight into whatever crazy game her toddler would suggest made her melt. Izzy was right, she had hit the jackpot.

Her phone buzzed in her pocket and she opened up a message to see a picture of Taylor sitting on Dave's deck beside his smoker with a cigarette in hand.

That's sweet, are you enjoying your hot date? x

It's alright, you're definitely better at blow jobs though.

Tell T if he is really nice, I'll give him some tips! x

Maybe if you're nice, I'll give you a tip.

Ava blushed furiously in her seat and caught Izzy's knowing glance when she looked up from her screen.

"Raunchy stuff?" she teased.

Ava only laughed and nodded, silently willing her cheeks to return to their normal color.

"He makes me feel seventeen again," Ava marveled, "back to having butterflies, giggling like a schoolgirl at everything he says and not that we had smartphones back then... but if we did I'm pretty sure I would have sent pictures of my tits back then too."

Izzy doubled over in her seat with laughter and cheered.

"Ava Ryan! I never would have pegged you for the type that would send nudes!"

"Well, love makes ya do crazy things!" she countered.

Izzy's wine glass slammed back down onto the table in front of them in surprise.

"Hold up," she said, "LOVE? Okay, outside now... you have to fill me in!"

*

After the third or fourth "Come over" text she had received from Dave, she eventually caved and redirected her uber toward his house.

When she got out of the car, the smell of BBQ filled her senses and she headed toward the back of the house where Taylor's voice could be heard clearly in the silence of the night.