“Just how lucky I am to have you guys,” I say genuinely. She nods and pats my hand.
“I don’t know about these bitches, but you’re lucky to have me,” says Bree, making us all howl. “Seriously though, Gigi. Tell us more about Chase. What’s he like?”
“He’s…intense. A man used to getting his way in all things.” I bring my hand up to my lips and pinch them, lost in thought.
“I don’t know about you two, but I like a man who takes charge,” Maria adds.
“Yes, but he can be very controlling. With my past history, it makes me nervous,” I admit.
Kat jumps in. “I’m sure you’re feeling gun-shy after Daniel and of course, Justin. That’s perfectly natural, honey.” She takes a sip of her white wine.
“Has anyone seen this man yet?” Bree interrupts. “Is he hot? You said he was hot but I don’t know if I believe you.” She smiles that evil little smile of hers.
“Mouth wateringly so, Bree. He’s tall, at least six two or three. Built.” I widen my arms out. “His hair is the color of coffee beans and his eyes, oh lord his eyes will be the death of me. They’re not just blue, like the sky. No they look like the ocean water you see on an advertisement for Cancun!” I gaze off dreamily. My mind flits back to his hand inching down my panties, his lips enslaving my nipple, the tender way he bit down on the sensitive flesh. Goosebumps run over my skin at the memory and I shiver.
“Um hello. Earth to Gigi?” Maria says. “I’ve got him on my cellphone right here. “Holymierda!Gigi, talk aboutcaliente! He’s so hot he’s on fire!” I’m brought back to the here and now and Maria is passing her smart phone to Bree.
“Oh, my. Girl, you weren’t kidding. He’s magnificent!” she exclaims and passes the phone to Kat as I try to grapple for it, missing it completely.
“Whoa, Gigi. And you haven’t hit that yet? What the hell? I’d hit it for you!” she exclaims and they all laugh.
Finally, I clasp the phone, pull it away and look at the screen. It’s a headshot of Chase from our Foundations website. Again, I feel so stupid not having known he was the Chairman of the Board. I sigh and stare at the image of his gorgeous face for much too long before Maria steals it back.
“You should see him naked, he’s glorious.” All three of their mouths drop. I guess I forgot to share that little tidbit. I snicker and pat myself on the back subconsciously. Point for Gigi!
“You’ve seen himdesnudo! Complete bare ass naked and you didn’t tell us?” Maria says, a slight edge in her tone.
“You’re holding out on your best friends?” Bree mocks indignation.
“We have so little to hold onto, Gigi, and you’re getting frisky with a hot male supermodel of a man and you throw us no bones?” Kat manages through her laughter.
I take a huge gulp of my wine. Three sets of eyes watch patiently. “Well, it happened so fast. Okay, so he was getting out of the shower in a towel, we had a small argument over Phillip and then he dropped the towel.” I hide my embarrassment in another sip of wine. At this rate I’m going to end up drunk.
“And how was it?” Bree gestures between her own legs. I can’t believe she’s asking about his manhood.
“I’ll just bet it wasgrande,” Maria counters.
“Probably not. Sometimes those rich pricks have pencil dicks,” Kat quips while wiggling her pinky finger.
They’re carrying on a conversation with each other, back and forth, barbs flying freely. “Cut it!” I yell. All three quiet immediately and all eyes are on me. “He’s huge. Biggest penis I’ve ever had the pleasure seeing. And it was so pink and pretty and ready. Gawwwdddd.” I throw my hands over my heated face and they bust out in laughter. It’s infectious and we’re all laughing so hard we’re wiping tears from our eyes.
“So when do you think you’ll take it to the next level?” Kat asks sweetly. She can tell I’m off balance.
“I hope this weekend. Depends on his schedule, I guess. I get my stitches out Friday and he said he wouldn’t touch me until I was better.”
“That’s actually really sweet,” Bree says and stuffs her face full of lasagna. For a tiny woman, the girl can eat. Then again, when you’re teaching four yoga classes or more a day, you’d probably need to carb up.
“So what was your argument over Phillip?” Kat questions.
I explain the uncomfortable conversation we’d had prior to the towel incident and then again at the airport. They nod in understanding.
“I can understand why Chase would feel jealous about Phillip. He’s hot, Gigi. And he adores you.” Bree announces. She thinks Phillip’s hot? She never mentioned that. I agree that he’s good looking, but I’ve never considered him hot. Maybe because I’ve known him most my life and loved his wife so much?
“Phillip and I do not have that kind of relationship, and all of you know that,” I say.
“But, technically, you did lose your virginity to him. When are you going share that bit of information with Chase?” Kat throws in.
Never. I cringe and sip my wine. Do I owe Chase an explanation on that part of my past? We were in high school. It was two friends exploring one another and being each other’s first. At least I didn’t lose my virginity to some asshole in the back of a car on prom night. My time with Phillip was sweet. Phillip was gentle with me, treating me like a porcelain doll. Our exploration lasted all of ten minutes.