Page 86 of A Very Friendly Valentine's Day
“Or maybe I should shower first? I probably smell like flop sweat.”
“No, you smell like you.”
“Oh.”
“I mean, in a good way. Not sweaty.”
“Okay. So, yes to sex on the way if we can find like, a corner to duck into or something?”
“Yes to sex with you whenever, wherever. We might get mugged, but it’ll be worth it.”
I can tell he doesn’t really think I want to have sex on the way to the hotel, or that I would if we could, but I do. I’ll show him. I don’t want to get arrested or anything, but I mean, we’re twenty-six years old and this is New York. People probably find discreet public places to have sex in all the time here.
I get up on my tiptoes to kiss his cheek and then give the bouquet of flowers and a twenty-dollar bill to a beautiful homeless woman who’s curled up on the floor by the storefront nearby. Now both of my hands will be free to have hot, hot snowy street sex with Eddie.
“Did you get any sleep last night?”
He shakes his head, yawning. “I was too excited to see you.”
I take my weekender bag from him, and we hold hands. People pass by us, staring down at their phones, completely unaware that they are in the presence of two people who used to be friends and are now madly in love with each other. It seems incredible to me that they could miss this, because it feels like I’m shouting about it from every one of my cells.I’m in love with Eddie Cannavale and he’s in love with me too and we’re about to have the kind of reunion sex the likes of which New York City has never seen!
Or maybe we should take a nap first, I don’t know.
The cold air simultaneously slaps and bites me in the face when we step outside. There is about half a foot of new-fallen snow. The sun is just starting to rise, but it is still fairly dark out.
“I love it. I love it here.”
“Already?” He looks up and pulls me to the left. “This way.”
“You know how to get there without looking up directions on your phone?”
He nods toward our right. “We head over to the Empire State Building and then go up Fifth Avenue.”
I gasp when I spot the Empire State Building. “Wow! That’s it, right there?”
“That’s it.”
“Wow, it’s just like—right there!”
“Yup. You chose that hotel because it’s close to the library, didn’t you?”
“Yes sir, I did!”
“Well, I got us tickets to an after-hours party there tomorrow night. At the library. A Valentine’s Day party. If you want to go to that.”
I stop in my tracks and yank him back so I can kiss him again. “I just had an orgasm, and I’m not even kidding.”
“I believe you. The thought of being in a library with me is incredibly sexy.”
“Last month you made fun of me for wanting to go to the library here.”
“I know. I’m still gonna make fun of you when we’re there. I just want to be there with you.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
“It’s so fucking cold I can’t feel my feet. Whose idea was it to walk to the hotel anyway?”
