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A look of relief washes over his face. “Thank you, Dane. Really, you have no idea how awesome you are.”
He makes a little more small talk before heading out.
When he’s gone, the realization sets in of what I just agreed to. Tonight, I’m going to have to spend time researching soccer rather than relaxing.
Great.
My phone chimes next to me, so I grab it to see a text from Michelle.
Hey, Dane. Just wanted to let you know that we are all good for Friday night.
I can’t help but smile because I figured she’d bail on me.
After that, soccer suddenly doesn’t seem so bad.
Chapter thirteen
A Tale of Two Sex Toys
Michelle
Iopen my front door and yet again see Ronnie standing there.
“Really?” I ask. “Why are you here?”
“Your mat says welcome, yet you say such hurtful things.”
Knowing she’s not just going to go away, I turn around to head back inside. She’ll follow me.
“Why the crabby attitude?” She asks.
“I had a kid bite me today.”
“Yikes. I guess that’s the danger of being a dental hygienist. Do you think you need a Tetanus shot?” She jokes.
“I think I’ll live,” I chuckle.
Ronnie looks around the room. “Where’s Eve?”
“Soccer practice. Her friend's mom is bringing her home in a little while.”
“Geez. How often do you have to endure that awful sport?”
“I'm positive you don’t want to know.”
“Probably not,” she says before immediately changing the subject. “I’m glad you’re here alone. I have a surprise for you.”
She takes a seat on the couch and pats the cushion next to her, prompting me to sit too.
When I do, she wastes no time in pulling something out of her purse. It’s an oblong black box. As she sets it in my lap, my jaw drops.
It’s a big dildo.
No. Scratch that.
That description doesn’t do it justice.
It’s a big, thick, veiny, obnoxious–and any other words you can think of–dildo.
