Page 87 of Like You Want It
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
CARLY
On Wednesday, I stroll blissfully into Vern’s, looking forward to a night out with my best friend and a big ass drink.
I gave in to peer pressure and went full glam tonight, reapplying my makeup and doing my hair after a long, hot, post-work shower.
We only have to wait a few minutes for a primo booth, and once we’re seated, we order. Red wine for me – surprise, surprise – and a gin and tonic for Dina.
“To girl time,” she says, once they’re delivered to us, and we cheers.
“So… tell me what’s going on. Because you look like… well, just fill me in, or else.”
I laugh, then take a deep breath and decide to rip off the bandage. “I had sex with Fin.”
She stares at me for a second, then waves her hand in ago ongesture. “Obviously. I said tell me what happened, not give me information I already know.”
I let out a laugh at how quickly she wants the nitty-gritty, and then I start at the beginning. I give her the story of our first few interactions at my apartment and dinner at Susie’s. I update her on what she missed when she and Susie left for the bathroom at The Rodeo, how he helped me deal with that guy who wanted to dance with me and we joked until we were grinding together and it wasn’t funny anymore. Then the fooling around at my place that night that ended too soon.
“And you haven’t told me this because…”
“You’ve been busy, I’ve been working. Life gets in the way sometimes.”
“No it doesn’t!” she exclaims, an incredulous look on her face. Then she points a finger in my face. “When you have the best orgasm of your life, you call your fucking best friend with the deets.”
I give her a grin and then take another large sip of my Cab.
“So what happened after that?”
“Sweet, sweet sexy time in the shower is what happened. I went with them to San Diego on Saturday because clearly I’m an idiot who wants to follow him around and convince him to like me.” I comb my fingers through my hair on a shrug. “Part of me wants to say it was a mistake to go, because then his brother was flirting with me and Fin stormed off, and seriously, Dina. All the drama.”
“I feel like their family could have a TV show.”
“Right? But the other part of me knows how amazing the sex was and thinks going was such a great choice because who doesn’t want hot and dirty shower sex.”
Dina leans forward, her eyes wide and an anticipatory smile on her face. “And the sex was…?”
“I went to take a shower and then he was there and we were having sex and oh… my… god Dina.” I glance around, then lean in to whisper to her. “There was dirty talk and I swear to you, no one has ever come that hard before. Ever.”
“Again!?”
I nod.
“How is that possible? That the same guy keeps giving youeven betterorgasms. Like, there has to be a line in the sand somewhere. When is it going to be an awesome orgasm, but not better than the one before?”
I purse my lips. “Well, I won’t be having sex with him again, so I won’t be the one finding out.”
“What!?”
Every head in the place turns to look at Dina then.
“Sorry!” She calls out, shaking her head and waving. “Big orgasm chat over here. It couldn’t be helped.”
A few customers look irritated, but most laugh.
I, on the other hand, am mortified. “Thank you so much for that,” I say, downing the rest of my glass in one big glug and trying to partially shield my face from the rest of the dining area.
“Any time, sister. But we need to square away this huge mistake you’re about to make.”
