“I don’t know because it wasn’t that big of a deal.”
She squints her eyes at me. “You sure about that because that kiss looked like a pretty big fucking deal?”
“I don’t know. I’m confused. We slept together and I woke up to him holding me and then he snuck out of bed and left me laying there thinking it was an accident and not what he wanted, but then in the car I got sick.”
“Like you threw up?”
“Yeah, and he did the whole hold my hair and rub my back thing and then made sure I had everything I needed, which was really sweet.”
Poppy takes a deep breath. “Go on.”
“And then the conversation got really deep and at one point he put his hand on my thigh and I didn’t fight it because I liked it, but then I held his hand.”
“Is that so?” she teases.
“And then I fell asleep and the next thing I knew we were here and you interrupted the almost kiss on the porch and thenhe barged in here and kissed me and I couldn’t remember how big his dick was…”
Poppy bursts out laughing. Her eyes go wide and she puts up her hand stopping me. “Wait, hold that thought. You brought up Jace’s cock. I think I need a drink.” She stands and walks into the kitchen.
“Wait, that’s all you have to say?”
“I’m coming back, I just feel like I need something to get through the rest of this conversation.”
Wren: >
Lacey: The short version: I puked on the way home. Jace was a fucking saint about it. We held hands. He just kissed my brains out.
Gray: So you did get wet? I think I understand now.
Gray:
Chloe: Y’all are disgusting.
Wren: OMG! He kissed you?
Lacey: He did. Hottest kiss of my life.
Chloe: Meanwhile, I’m at work and just walked into 506 and caught 440 giving him a handy. I’m so glad everyone else is getting some today.
Gray: They truly do NOT pay us enough.
Wren: No way?!
Lacey: Did you tell Margaret? Maybe she’ll finally let me give my presentation on safe sex for seniors.
Gray: Keep dreaming girl
Chloe: They do NOT pay us enough. But yay Poppy! I can’t wait for you to start tomorrow. You’re going to love it here.
Poppy walks back into the living room holding two glasses of white wine. “Did you see Chloe’s text? I’m dying.” She hands me one of the glasses and sits back down on the couch.
“Oh get ready, that’s nothing. You will see things you’ll never unsee.” I laugh and take a sip of my wine.
“Okay, so where were we?”
“I was trying to remember how big Jace’s dick is.”
“That’s right, please continue.”