Page 51 of Coco and the Misfits

Fuck… What the hell… Can’t believe this happened. If this is what kissing her does to me, how am I going to survive being around her?

She’ll be the death of me.

18

COCO

“And then he just… walked out? No explanation?”

“None at all!” I grumble.

Ruby blinks. “That’s so weird.”

“You don’t have to tell me, girl.”

Ruby has become my unexpected, new confidante. I mean, June remains my bestie, but she’s been suspiciously absent in the past few days, and I needed to talk to someone about what happened with Zach. When Ruby called, I invited her right over.

I don’t know if June is still upset and jealous, or if I should start getting worried and nosy. She may have gotten herself a boyfriend.

Or she may have gotten herself into trouble.

I’ll give her a call once Ruby leaves.

“More tea?” I lift the teapot and Ruby nods, rubbing absently at the long scratches on her forearms, which I assume were put there by dogs, not rabid lovers, though you never know. She seems quiet and withdrawn, but sometimes those girls are wildcats in bed.

Or so I’m told. I’m not quiet, not usually, and I’d say I’m the same in and out of bed. Kinda crazy. Demanding. Did I mention crazy?

Though it’s been a while and my trusty vibrator is getting dusty, too. Truth is… I’ve been feeling off since before the incident at the bar, and?—

“Coco?”

“Oops. Sorry.” I give Ruby a sheepish grin. “You were saying?”

She takes a bite of cake and waves her cup at me, so I pour her some more tea. “Did you two argue? Did he seem upset?”

“We were kissing! And he was damn hard, too.”

She chokes on the cake. “Okay. That means… Not upset, then. Too horny? Wanted more but you didn’t?”

“Who says I didn’t?”

She almost chokes again. “I see.”

“Are you okay? I’m open about my sexuality, which basically means I’m open about being horny for certain men, but if that bothers you…”

“No, it’s fine. It’s nice. Most girls I know don’t talk about such matters.” She frowns. “Not that I have many friends. Or siblings. Sometimes I feel like I’ve nobody I can talk to.”

“You have me.” I grin at her. “You should come over more often, then we could go out and…” I freeze. The thought of going back to the Alpha Bet, or any bar, sends chills down my spine. “And I’ll let you know when we do that again,” I finish lamely. “One of these days. Real soon.”

She nods, her attention on her teacup. Good, then she won’t realize it’s a lie. I don’t know when I’ll be able to face going out again.

It occurs to me we’ve been talking about me since she arrived, but she must have called for a reason.

“And you? What’s up?” I watch her face as it flushes. “Everything all right?”

“Yeah, I…” She swallows. “Yeah.”

“You can tell me. That’s why you’re here, right? Unless it’s for the cake. It’s a damn good cake, if I say so myself.”

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