Page 80 of Yours for the Taking (Falling For A Rose)

Mouth wide, Carla laughed heartily.

“I. AM. NOT. JEALOUS,” Tina lied.

It only revved Carla’s laughter.

“What else? I know there’s more!”

Carla blushed and held her lips tightly together.

“Don’t be trying to hush now.” Chelsea peered at her.

“What else could there be?” Lisa asked. “Shit, a fabulous overseas trip with a demi-god whose sexual prowess is fitting for his divine title, and he doesn’t do anything to turn you off. I say sign me up!”

The ladies agreed with head nods and hand slaps in the air.

“He told me he loved me.”

Gasps sprinted from them all, and their mouths dropped.

Tina pushed Carla hard in her shoulder. “Shut up!”

Carla rolled her head back and pursed her lips, and rubbed her shoulder. “You been lifting weights or something, damn?”

“Carla!”

“What?”

“Answer my question.”

“You know I wouldn’t throw that out there if it weren’t true. He told me he loved me. Actually, we kinda said it at the same time.”

More sharp gasps flew from the ladies. Carla giggled and dipped her head.

“You love him, Carla?” It was Lisa who asked.

Carla gave her a heartfelt look, her eyes softening. “I do.”

The ladies sighed in contentment.

“Well, this calls for a round of shots. Hold on.” Tina stood and stuck two fingers in her mouth and whistled.

A waitress bustled over to the table.

“Ms. Lady, we need a round of tequila shots at this table right here.”

“I’m not done with my Sex on the Beach.”

Tina turned her eyes sharply to Carla.

“What does that have to do with these shots we’re about to take?”

Chelsea and Lisa laughed. Tina turned back to the server. “Make those double shots. Thank you!”

“Oh, my goodness, you’re about to have me drunk.”

“Now that, you can’t blame on me because these few drinks won’t take you there.”

“Please. You know I’m a smoker before a drinker.”

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