Fuck.
‘Maybe.’ I shift on the sofa, running a restless hand over Beau’s bristly back. ‘That a problem?’
‘Just a little, yeah. You know, the whole straight thing.’
‘Ah, that. Nah, that’s a non-issue.’
‘That confident, hey? I like it.’
‘You do?’
‘Well, I’ve always like confident guys, so…’
‘I’m better than any guy, Tilda. Telling you.’
‘I want to sayprove itbut don’t want to be a clit tease.’
‘No, please. Tease away. I beg you.’
‘Oh, you beg me? That’s your thing, hm?’ I hear a muffled laugh, like she’s buried her face in her hands. ‘Sorry. I’m being a saddo just drinking here all on my own. Vodka. It makes me a horn dog.’
‘No apology necessary, babe. I love it. Tell me more about how you’d get me to beg.’
‘Fuck, Elly. I honestly wouldn’t know what to do with a girl. That’s honestly terrifying to me.’
‘I’m a perfect gentlewoman. I’d ease you into it, nothing to fear. Haz on the other hand…’
‘She’s like level two?’
‘Yeah. You’d have to qualify first. I can help with that.’
‘Sweet. Well, if I ever have a change of heart, you’ll be the one I come to.’
I’m glad she can’t see my fool grin. That’s gotta be one for the table, right? Not that Haz would believe she said that. Pics or it didn’t happen.
‘Sounds good,’ I whisper.
Despite the blue light from the telly and the sound of Daniel shouting over his headset, I find my eyes drooping, the sofa suddenly seeming comfier than usual. I yawn widely, forgetting to pull the phone away.
‘Sorry, am I keeping you up?’ Tilda jokes.
‘Long day. I’m fucked.’
‘Everything good?’
‘Yeah.’ I nod though it goes unseen. ‘Yeah. All good. You? I’m assuming the drink is because you’re still sad over Ryan.’
‘Dunno what I am,’ she mutters. ‘I mean, yeah, but… Whatever. Don’t want to be thinking about him.’
‘Fair enough. I’ll let you go then anyway. A second more and you’ll be hearing me snoring.’
‘Alright. Thanks for the call. Took me out of my sad for a bit.’
‘Anytime. And I mean that. See you Monday?’
‘Yep. Bright and early for our 9am.’
Even the threat of that can’t ruin how content I feel right now. ‘Alright. You hang up though, otherwise I won’t be able to.’