“Sorry, Felicia. He only has an older sister.”
“What about friends? I figure he wouldn’t be hanging out with scrubs.”
She smiled. “He mentioned a couple of guys, but I have no idea whether they’re married or not.”
“Two? That means one for you and one for me, Felicia.”
“You two are so crazy.”
“Can he bring it in the bedroom?”
Of the three friends, Felicia was the most uninhibited and good sex had been part of her criteria for as long as Londyn could remember.No sense wasting time with a man who can’t curl your toes or at least make you wet,she’d always said. “We haven’t gotten that far yet.” Not for lack of chemistry. The fact that he’d brought her to orgasm while she was fully clothed told her he’d definitely be able to bring it—and then some. Somehow, he’d been able to detect that small part of her that was still broken, that still feared she wouldn’t measure up when it came to sex.
“Have you at least kissed the man?”
“Yep.” She couldn’t hide her smile.
“Aw, sookie, sookie. Look at that smile. Braxton’s lip love must be on point,” Monique said, grinning.
Her eyes drifted closed. “He’s a great guy—generous, attentive—and there’s something about him that has my pulse racing and, at the same time, makes me feel protected.” Londyn opened her eyes and found Felicia and Monique staring at her. “What?”
“You’re falling in love with him,” Monique said.
“It’s hard to keep from falling for a man who treats me as if I’m special.” She would never forget how he’d eased her embarrassment when she accidentally made the comment about forever. Any other man would have accused her of trying to push him to the altar. His promise to cook for her even if what they had didn’t last still resonated with her. She most likely wouldn’t think about holding him to it, but it was nice of him to offer.
Felicia grasped Londyn’s hand. “I truly hope this works out for you guys. You deserve to be happy.”
“Me, too. But if it doesn’t…” She shrugged.
“When’s the next date?”
“We’re going to the movies tomorrow. I have to admit, this is the first time I’ve been with a man who plans dates down to the smallest detail. But I think it’s part of his personality.” Londyn had also noticed that Braxton appeared to think more than he talked, and he was far more organized than her. And Londyn considered herself to be very orderly.
“I would think so with his career. Working with computer networks requires organizational, analytical, and critical thinking skills,” Felicia noted. “Are you saying he’s boring?”
“Not at all. We have a great time together.”
“And you’re going to have a better time once you do the do with him.”
She threw a carrot at Felicia. “Is that all you think about?”
“What?” she asked with a laugh. “I’m just going by the vibes you’re giving off, and if you sit here and say you haven’t thought about it at least once, lightning is going to strike your butt.”
Monique scooted her chair away. “Let me get out of the line of fire.”
Londyn tried to maintain a glare, but failed. “I can’t stand y’all.”
“That’s what I thought,” Felicia said, lifting her glass in mock toast.
They finished eating while laughing. Felicia and Monique were a pain in the butt sometimes, but Londyn loved her girls and she didn’t know what she’d do without them. She overrode their protests to help clean up and walked them to the door.
“Thanks for dinner and find out if those two friends are single. Nique and I will be happy to do a triple date.”
Monique shook her head. “After that last one, I don’t know, girl. I might need some time to myself to get over that fiasco.”
Londyn hugged them both. “Be safe.”
“I will,” they chorused.