“About one hundred and eighty.”
“Jesus, it’s a fucking smorgasbord. Literally.” She burst out laughing as she rolled onto her back for fifty sit-ups.
“Most of them will probably be married.”
“Yes, but all the single women in the world are counting on you to fish out those who aren’t.”
I finished my push-ups and laughed as I followed Lolita’s lead and rolled onto my back.
She crawled to me and, holding her hand as if it were a microphone, she spoke into it. “Do you, Jane Nichols, promise to fuck a random stranger tonight?”
“Lolly!” I gasped and looked at the sweaty men positioned around the gym. Both Dean and Oliver, two of the Tuesday regulars, stopped their routines and grinned at us.
Lolita poked my ribs. “Is that a yes?”
“Yes. Yes,” I spoke into her pretend microphone, giggling.
“Good.” She laid on her back again and raised her straightened legs at a forty-five-degree angle. “Oh, my god.” She turned her head to me, and by the bulge in her eyes, I feared what she was about to say.
“What?”
“You need to get a nurse uniform. Holy shit, that would be a hoot.” She wiggled her head. “A little doctors-and-nurses action to spice up your challenge.”
“Stop it, you crazy woman.”
“I want pictures.” She rolled to her side and started leg raises. “And I don’t mean of you. I want to see him. Or them if you decide to do more than one.”
I rolled my eyes. “There won’t be more than one.”
“Yeah, yeah. Famous last words from a sexual deviant.”
I pouted. “I’m not a?—”
“Jane! I’m fucking with you. You know I’m just jealous.”
“No, you’re not. We’ve been through this.”
Her eyes bulged again. “Oh my God. I have a great idea. Let’s go to the costume shop together. We’ll both get naughty nurse outfits.” She jumped to her feet and reached for my hand. Obviously, the decision had been made. “Come on.”
After I was hurled to a standing position, she practically hustled me out of the gym.
My complaints were bound to be useless, but I decided to try nonetheless. “But I’m all sweaty.”
“You look fine.”
“I’m hungry, too; you know how much I love my coffee and cake after our workout.”
We dodged the traffic to cross the road to her Jeep Cherokee. “This is an emergency, and emergencies call for sacrifice.”
I hopped into her car and buckled up, fearful Lolly was about to catapult me through the bustling Gold Coast traffic. “Ummm, why is this an emergency?”
“Calvin’s going on his two-day golfing trip.” She screwed her face and glared at me like I should know the implications of her statement.
I frowned at her. “Annnnd?”
“I need to buy this sexy little nurse outfit and get back home to fuck his brains out before he leaves. God damn, I’m getting all horny just thinking about it.”
I help up my hand. “Way too much information.”