Page 62 of What If I Hate You
LAYKEN! ELLA! Wake the fuck up, girlfriends!
Me
Mar! What are you doing?
Ella
I’m up! What’s going on?
Layken
Currently have a man between my legs. What gives?
Me
Oh my God! LOL!
Marlee
Our girl Blakely got herself railed by none other than TEDDY BEAR CUNNINGHAM last night!
Layken
Whoa! Wait! What? Hold on. Let me get rid of Griffin.
Ella
YAAAAAAAAAAAAS QUEEN!!! Get it girl!!! I knew you two didn’t hate each other that badly
Me
You guys! Stop! He's still sleeping and you're all being way too loud about this!
But even as I type it, I can feel a smile tugging at my lips. There's something oddly comforting about my friends' immediate excitement, their assumption that this might be good news worth celebrating. Even though this whole thing feels a bit disorienting to me.
Layken
Okay Griffin's gone. SPILL EVERYTHING. How big is his?—
Marlee
BAAAAHAHAHAH! LOL!
Ella
Was he gentle? Or did he go full caveman on you?
The memory of Barrett's hands gripping my hips, the way he growled possessively against my throat, sends heat pooling low in my belly despite my embarrassment.
Me
I'm not discussing this while he's literally spooning me.
Marlee
HE'S SPOONING YOU RIGHT NOW???
Ella
