Page 67 of Because of You
Emma
Where are you going?
Me
Ughhh he won’t tell me. He says casual. Outside. Some walking. I don’t know what to do with that. I hate surprises.
Molly
Easy. That patterned maxi dress we bought at the Shadyside sidewalk sale last year. Your flat gold sandals and gold jewelry. The bangles Em got you for your birthday a couple of years ago. Light makeup. Hair down and curl the ends.
Me
You are…so exactly right. How do you do that?
Molly
It’s a gift. In exchange, we’ll need details at the office tomorrow. Especially the sexy ones.
Julie
MOLLY.
Emma
Ok have fun, byeeee.
Oh wait, don’t forget to wear your good underwear.
Molly
I lose friend points for forgetting to remind you about the good underwear.
Julie
I’m cringing even saying this because, my brother. But wear the red lace that you bought last month when we went to that new store.
Me
It’s not like he hasn’t seen my underwear.
Emma
Yeah, but this won’t be regular sex. This is after date sex. It’s different.
Molly
Em speaks the truth. Wear the red lace, Hal. Ben will lose his fucking mind.
Me
Fine, red lace it is.
Molly
Debrief. Sexy breakfast story. Tomorrow morning. I’ll bring the donuts.
Ben knocks on my door at exactly five that afternoon. I slip into the sandals I had tossed on my bedroom floor while I was getting dressed, grab my bag, and run down the stairs to open the door. My breath catches when I see him. He is wearing a navy blue t-shirt that is the perfect amount of tight to show off his lean, muscled arms. His forearms are tan and strong and so fucking sexy I want to lick them. And there’s a thought I have never had about another person’s forearms. It’s possible that putting a label on our relationship earlier today has made my brain go absolutely haywire. My eyes drift down to the shorts sitting low on his trim hips and then lower.
