Okay, so they didn’t hear. Thank the good Lord.
“I’m going to have to say yes,” Gia adds. “Look at how flushed she is.”
My heart starts racing. Until he mentions it, I don’t think Wade is ready for Dex and the guys to know. While I would love some advice from my girls, I can’t ask them to keep things from their guys.
So I do something I’m not proud of. I lie.
“No, nothing happened, but you know I have a mad crush, so it was just a little overwhelming. That’s all.”
Gia, who’s more laid back, studies people. Well, she’s got her I-smell-bullshit face on, and it’s pointed at me. Morgan, even if she doesn’t believe me, is kind enough to give me the lie.
Her face slackens with concern. “The crush is still going strong, then? No dice from him?”
“Nope.” I pop the end of the word. My lie is going to get out of control the more I say; best to keep it to one-word answers.
“Simon thinks he’s seeing someone. He comes home late a lot of nights in recent weeks.” Gia stares me down.
Morgan tsks. “Gia, don’t be insensitive.”
“What? It’s just, if Bernie is that into him, she needs to act on it. If he is in fact dating, it might be too late soon.” She shrugs.
And now I can’t tell if she’s trying to draw out the truth or if she thinks my chances with Wade are in jeopardy. If we wouldn’t have had sex last night, I would have thought my chances were in jeopardy.
Maybe they still are.
I look around the site. Ruby and Link stand in front of their tent, and Wade is standing by his car, looking at something on his phone.
I don’t know how to reply to Gia’s comment, so I mumble, “I’ll think about it.” Then I stand up and tell them I’m going to the restroom.
Once I’m back for my tiny reprieve from the campsite, we eat breakfast and then go on a short hike before we pack up.
Wade sticks close to me all morning, but he’s not overly talkative.
I think he regrets sleeping with me.
At least that’s what’s tumbling around in my brain until we’re all packed up and he asks me if I want to ride with him.
I play it off as if it’s not a big deal, but my heart thumps to a quicker beat knowing we will have some alone time.
Do I ask him about last night?
Do I tell him that Matt knows?
Do I tell him I had to lie to Gia and Morgan?
I stew in this mixed-up bowl of mind gunk for several minutes as we make our way out to the park.
Deciding to rip off the Band-Aid, I open my mouth just as he turns up the music.
Ugh. Isn’t that the universal sign for “I don’t want to talk”?
I turn away from him, leaning into the plush seat of his car and looking out the window. I should just let it go. Last night was special.
It was amazing.
It was life changing.
It was the first time I’ve had an orgasm during sex, and I know I want it again. Sex with orgasm is totally addicting. I get it now.