Page 12 of Glory Hole

“What the hell happened? I looked over once, and you too were all cuddled up in your own world. Not five minutes later, you’re so upset, you can’t even look at any of us.” Jen sits beside me, grabs my hand, and waits for me to answer her question.

Fuck.

“I’m an idiot, you guys. Just dumb. I embarrassed the hell out of myself and couldn’t stand the humiliation.”

“What happened, chica? Talk to us.” Evelyn settles onto the arm of the couch, and Christina sits on the edge of the ottoman in front of me. These girls. I love that they are always here for me and that I can tell them anything, but I’m almost too embarrassed to talk. What the fuck was I thinking?

“I made an idiot out of myself. Beck was whispering all these things he wanted to do to me, and when I tried to reciprocate, it didn’t come out so well.”

I intentionally leave out the part about coming on his fingers. They’d want every detail, and I’m not feeling particularly sharey at this moment. I’ll keep that to myself. It feels like it should be just for Beck and me anyhow.

“How not well?” Christina asks, moving in closer to lay her hand on top of mine.

“I’d love to see my lipstick smeared all over your big…penis. I saidpeniswith a pretty big pause before the penis.”

“Well, that’s not so terrible. It is more clinical than sultry, but it isn’t bad.” Ev pats my hand before continuing, “Really, not that bad. We’ll work on it.”

“It gets worse.”

“Oh hell.” Jen puts her arm around my shoulder.

“You can jab it down my throat, good and hard, yeah?”

“You saidjab it? Jab it down your throat?”

I turn to look at Jen and nod my head in agreement to her question. I’m so humiliated, but I might as well tell them the worst part.

“You’d like that wouldn’t you, you dirty bastard.”

To that, they all start laughing hysterically. I lower my head to rest it in my hands, covering my face.

“Okay, so we work on the dirty talk,” Christina says as she wipes tears from her face.

“God, I made an ass out of myself. I couldn’t think of how to recover after he started laughing. I ruined it before it could even start. Hell, you heard him laughing at me. I’m humiliated.”

Ti pats my back. “It’s okay, Glory. Hell, he couldn’t keep his eyes off you. He was glued to your side all night. He’s too interested to give up that easily.”

A gentle knock sounds at the door.

“Loverboy, I presume,” Ti states matter-of-factly as she cocks her head toward the door. “Go, answer the door. See what he has to say.”

“I don’t want to.”

“Go!” they yell in unison.

I huff but stand, smoothing my dress down as I do the walk of shame to my front door. I crack it open just a few inches and peer up to Beck and his damn beautiful green eyes as he stares down at me.

Well, shit.

Chapter Six

Glory

“Let me apologize to you, please. I’m sorry, but what you said was so funny, and cute. I didn’t mean to upset you. Can you step out here, please?”

I look back at my girls sitting in the living room. Christina and Jen make shooing motions with their hands while Ev air humps and grinds her hips as she mouths, “toot-toot” while pulling on her imaginary train whistle.

With a sigh,I open the door and step out into the hallway. Beck barely moves out of the way, and I have to squeeze past him to stand in front of him. My back almost touches the wood frame. He leans in, lifting his arm to rest it beside my head as he presses me into the wall, caging me in between my front door and his body.

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