Page 11 of Love Undiscovered
Chapter 3
Remi
Alex is barely out the door before I’ve showered and thrown on a t-shirt and boy shorts. I need an immediate video chat with my girls, Kat and Lexie. Between the two of them, they’ll figure out exactly what went wrong. Kat because she used to be a little slutty and Lexie because she’s always been a little bit awkward.
I pace while I wait for each of them to pick-up.
And pace some more.
What the fuck? It’s not even two o’clock in the afternoon, what could they possibly be doing?
Finally, Lexie picks up, and Kat is not far behind her.
“Hey, hey hot mama!” Lexie’s face pops into view. I can tell she’s still at her winery, in the lab, probably testing for sugars and sulfites and such. “Why are you online? Didn’t you have a date this morning?”
“I did.” I sigh, sounding more melancholy than I really mean to.
“Oh, that doesn’t sound good,” Kat says.
“Guys, it was weird. Really weird.”
“Weird good? Or weird bad?” Lexie asks.
“Weird… bad.”
Kat gasps. “What happened?”
“Well, everything was going great. We went to brunch, we had mimosas, we came back to my place, had more champagne.”
“And?” Lexie and Kat say at the same time.
“And, we had sex.”
“Woot! Woot!” Lexie pumps her fists in the air.
“It was so awful,” I groan.
“Wait, awful, like awful?” Lexie asks.
“Yeah, awful, like awful, like bad.”
“The sex was bad?” Kat asks. “With Alex the hot IT guy?”
“Right!?” I say. “It’s almost too ridiculous to believe. Everything else was so good. The kissing, the flirting, the texting.”
“Wow. I didn’t think that could really happen,” Kat bemoans.
“Neither did I. Until it did.”
“Okay, I hate to be that person,” Lexie says. “But how does it even happen if it’s bad? Do you finish? Or whatever? I mean, did you, you know, come?”
“Not even close. I had to stop him in the middle.”
“You stopped?” Kat’s voice rises to a near shriek. “In the middle?” She sounds incredulous. As if the idea of stopping sex would never occur to her.
“Yes!” I groan. “I mean, I didn’t really know what else to do. It wasn’t working for me. At all. Like, I think I almost came in the beginning, but it would have been one of those lackluster orgasms where you can’t really tell if it happened or not. And you end up feeling more unsatisfied than if nothing had ever happened.”
“I hate those,” Kat says.
