Page 2 of Mr. Big Mistake
Karina jumped in. “Didn’t your dad say he would--?”
“I don’t want his help.”
Roxy groaned. “Don’t get her started. We have a father who’s set aside accounts for us to do this kind of thing. Money he’s socked away for us he’ll never miss, and she won’t touch it.”
I sipped my water. “Look, I don’t want to be known as the fashion guru who got a hand-out from her father in order to make it work. I want to make this business a success on my own. I really do.”
Karina nodded. “And I can respect that.”
Roxy leaned back. “Well, I can’t. This would be so much easier on her if she just--.”
I rolled my eyes. “Would it help if I told you I had other plans for that money, anyway?”
Roxy slowly looked over at me. “And just what are these plans?”
“I think it’s timeyoufilled us in on some stuff, don’t you?” Karina leaned forward.
All eyes were on me, but I locked up. Why was it so hard to talk about this kind of personal stuff? I wanted to use the money in my trust fund for my future. And not my vocational future. I wanted to use it for my wedding. For my wedding dress. I wanted to use it on my children. On a nursery or two. I wanted to use it for a honeymoon suite somewhere, or romantic vacations every summer. I wanted to use that account to spoil the man in my life.
That man was a very specific one if I could ever get him to seriously look my way.
Then, Roxy put it together. “Oh. My. God.”
“Fuck.”
Karina paused. “What?”
Roxy squealed. “You’re saving it for someone!”
“Can we not do this right--?”
Karina pointed at me. “Are you seeing someone? Are you holding out on us?”
Roxy took my hand. “Please tell me he’s treating you to some romance. Because that last guy you were with thought romance was tying a bow around his dick.”
Karina blinked. “Wait, what?”
I ripped my hand away. “No, you guys. I’m not seeing anyone right now. So, can we drop it?”
We paused in silence as we sat around the table before Roxy finally reached for a piece of fruit. “So, that’s why you’ve been so grumpy lately.”
Karina took a bite of her eggs. “I bet if you got laid, you’d feel so much better.”
“Yeah. You’re right, I’m sure.”
Roxy talked with her mouth full. “I mean, sex is imperative. You know?”
Karina scolded her. “Let’s chew and swallow before we speak, okay?”
I nodded slowly. “Probably a good thing.”
Roxy swallowed hard. “All I’m saying is that I get it at least a couple of times a month, no matter what. And when I’m in a relationship? Hell, that’s how I wind down every night.”
“Amen to that,” Karina said with a chuckle.
The two of them slapped hands across the table as my face turned beet red.
“And, just so we’re clear? The deeper your relationship is, the crazier your sex is,” Karina said.
