Page 101 of One Last Time
She lifts her hand, presses it to her lips, and blows me akiss.
I groan, wishing I could go to her, take her into my arms, and actually touch her lips. Instead, I put the car in drive and fight the desire to quit this fuckingmovie.
I have to find a way to convince her to come with me or I might be willing to give up the career I’vebuilt.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Kristin
“You can’t bethis stressed out over this feature,” Nicole says as she sits at mytable.
She has no idea. I’ve been working on my rough draft while Noah’s in California, and I’m on version number six. All of themsuck.
“You try writing a huge article about a guy you’re dating and not talk about the size of hisdick.”
It’s pretty much impossible. Draft number two wasn’t half bad until I started talking about the number of orgasms Noah is able to deliver when he concentrates. As much as I’d love to brag, I’m not sure I need to give women any more reasons to fall forhim.
“Feel free to tell me about it.” She smirks over the rim of hermug.
“You’re the last person I’mtelling.”
She nods sagely. “That’s probably a gooddecision.”
Nicole stopped by, saying she had big news and couldn’t wait to tell me. Little did I know it would be about her sleeping with a guy I dated in high school—and his twin brother. With most situations regarding Nicole, I’m never quite sure of the appropriatereaction.
One part of me thinks it’s kind of cool that she’s so adventurous. The other part says she needs to be careful because she’s going to get hurt. These guys aren’t worried about her well-being as much as they’re concerned with gettingoff.
“Can I read the latest version?” sheasks.
I don’t remember being weird about my articles before, but I’m super protective about this one. I haven’t shown anyone this. It’s Noah. It’s the man I’m in love with and am about to share with the world. Well, all ten thousand followers of theblog.
“Not until I’mdone.”
“Kris.” She gives me a look. “How much do you havewritten?”
“Some.” I glance at the paper that is sitting between us. The one with all of two sentenceswritten.
She sees my eyes go to it, and we both lunge. Nicole is faster and grabs it. “Kristin!” Nicole shrieks. “You wrote your names! That’s it! You need to write . . . words andall.”
“I know.” I tear the paper from her hands. “I’m working on it, but my crazy ass friend showed up and started talking about anal. Things deteriorated from there. Can’t really write when you’re talking about getting it in the ass with my ex-boyfriend and hisbrother.”
Nicole sits back down with a sheepish grin. “Please tell me you’ve let Noah stick it in yourbutt.”
“If I didn’t let my husband of fourteen years do it, what the hell makes you think I lethim?”
She shrugs. “Because Scott probably liked it in the ass. I mean he always acted like something was shoved upthere.”
“I wish you hadn’t put that image in my mind twenty minutes before he’s supposed to drop the kids off.” Ilaugh.
Scott has the kids for their Wednesday night dinner. I thought I’d get some work done since my deadline is coming and Noah had to go to L.A. for a callback. I haven’t seen him in three days, and I miss himterribly.
“Speaking of Asshole, did he say anything about Jillian when he picked themup?”
Danielle let Heather and Nicole know about the incident last week. None of us were overly surprised, but they were all still as disappointed as I had been. I always hoped I was wrong regarding their relationship. It was easier to delude myself than seek the truth. Then I’d have no excuses left, and I would’ve needed todecide.
“He just said she wasn’t going to dinner with them. Finn was relieved, and Aubrey couldn’t careless.”
Nicole laughs. “I swear, she shits sunshine and farts glitter. That girl is the happiest person I’ve ever met. I’m going to beat whoever it is that makes her the slightest bitsad.”
