Page 134 of Tricky Girls

Haz sighs. ‘Alright.’ She raps on the door. ‘See you back there then.’

We stare at each other until we’re sure she’s gone.

‘Bad friend,’ I hiss. ‘Naughty.’

‘Sorry. Would you rather I let her in?’

I shake my head mutely, trying not to think about all the wicked things that would be happening in here if she did.

Elly kisses my forehead, stroking my cheeks with her thumbs. ‘You okay?’

‘Yeah.’ Stepping away from the water, I run both hands through my hair with a sigh. ‘I’ve just let a girl lick me out.’

She grins. ‘And you liked it.’

‘Obviously. At least I hope it was obvious.’

‘I could feel you clenching under my tongue. Don’t think you can fake that.’

I did every time a guy went down on me, but I refrain from saying that.

Putting my hand on her chest, I rub there. ‘Do you need to get off?’

She shakes her head with a smile. ‘Nah, I’m good.’

It’s clear that she’s not but I don’t press it. I’d probably just freak out anyway. Even after all this, the thought of touching a girl terrifies me. It’s definitely not through lack of want though. I do want to see her come face again—and be the one to make it.

Swiping my hand over the mirror, I look at my reflection. Naked from head to toe, pink from the water, my makeup a smeared mess. I definitely have that just-fucked look going on.

‘How are we going to explain this to the others?’

Elly shrugs. ‘Gird our loins and hope for the best.’

I grimace, turning from the mirror. ‘That’s lowkey an awful phrase.’

‘I’d gird your loins, babe.’

‘Oh my god, stop. Anyway, you just did.’

‘Fuck yeah, I did.’ She offers me a towel before sitting down on the bench. ‘Clean yourself up, babe. I’ll be right here watching.’

CHAPTER 29

Tilda

‘Well shit, you’ll never guess fucking what?!’

I jump as Haz barrels through the door, pushing it so hard it bangs off the wall. I catch Nic’s frown but she doesn’t say anything, waiting patiently for Haz to go on.

They’ve been at the library all morning, her and Elly, trying to complete an essay I finished up even before Christmas. They really do like to procrastinate then crawl to me for help. I let them have my essay upon the promise they won’t copy it word for word.

Now they’re back because I’m making cheese toasties and salad for everyone. Even Nic couldn’t ignore the temptation of free food. It’s been awkward as hell in the kitchen waiting for the others to get home.

‘The shop roof’s only gone and caved in!’

I frown, continuing to cut up cucumber in the way Elly likes it. Too thick and she won’t eat it at all. ‘What?’

‘Yeah, dunno what’s happened but they were just cornering it off when we got there. Said it won’t be open for days until they sort it. Funny though because it collapsed on the stationary section. Even the universe is telling us to sack in this essay.’

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