Page 23 of Recon Rendezvous

“I know, and yes, they were, you little germaphobe. I just told you I got fingered in a club for all to see and that’s what you’re worried about? Z! It was all the things you’d think it would be.”

“I’m intrigued. Go on,” she says, and it sounds like she’s getting comfortable, tucking in for story time.

I groan a little, but I need to share this, so I close my eyes and snuggle back into my pillow with a sigh, remembering all the fun I had. “It was quick and dirty. That good kind of dirty. And he has this filthy mouth that just, ooh, it hits me in all my happy places.”

“What that mouth do?!” she singsongs.

“Exactly. But it just kind of happened. Would I do it again? Absofuckinglutely.”

“Hmmm. Well, you know I’m not one to judge.”

“Since when?” I laugh.

“Since now,” she sniffs. “I’m glad you had some fun. You deserve it. How about everything else?”

I hum, holding on for just a few more moments of the delicious memories of his eyes on me all night, his hands mastering my body, before responding. “I have a few interviews next week that I’m excited about. You know, all these companies look good online and they’re on their best behavior over email, but I’m looking forward to meeting them in person and getting a real feel for the company and culture. I really want to find a place where the sky is the limit and I’ll be proud of my work, you know?”

“I know. Hopefully, you find a place that provides you with a good work life balance and has the flexibility you’ll need.”

“It’s my top priority,” I say, nodding.

“I know it. I just can’t believe you took this step without me! How could you move across the country and deprive me of your face?”

“I know,” I huff. “Don’t make me feel bad.”

“I’m not trying to,” she says quickly.

“Yeah, but you have to come visit me sooner rather than later. Once I get my new place.”

“Of course, and I can’t wait to finally meet your cousin and his wife.”

“And her friends. They’ve all been so sweet. This was the right decision for me. My time is now.”

“Ugh, my best friend is growing up.”

“I’m a whole ass grown up now,” I squeal.

We’re quiet for a few breaths before she sighs. “I’m so fucking proud of you, LC. I know that the last few years have been tough. More than I’ll ever know since you’re so good at keeping things bottled up.”

I start to protest before she cuts me off, because while I have been tightlipped about a few things, out of respect for Travis, she’s well aware of the things that are truly important to me.

“No, I’m not saying that to be a bitch. I’m just being honest. I’m here for you, no matter what. Even though you moved away and left me here all alone, we’re forever friends. You’re going to be amazing at whatever you put your mind to. You’ve got this.”

“Thank you, sis. I’m so ready. My family is here. Now I just need the job and the perfect place and then I’m diving in. You already know I have a shopping problem. But shopping for furnishings?!”

“Shopping is our greatest thrill,”we sing in unison, quoting our favorite movie, before we dissolve into laughter.

“Okay, ma’am, now that we’ve gotten the serious stuff out of the way, let’s go back toMr. Sneaky Fingers in yo’ Cookie Jar.Tell me all about him.”

“Okay, but don’t laugh.”

“No promises but continue.”

“It was Xander.” My face scrunches as I wait for her response.

“Am I supposed to—ooooh, Xander. The guy you fucked at the wedding?”

“Yes, unfortunately for me.”

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