Page 21 of Unravel Me

She bites her lip, scrunches her nose. “Like…when?”

Tonightis on the tip of my tongue, but it’s too soon. I need help. Maybe professional. I need to call a meeting.

I need a motherfucking girls’ night.

“What about Wednesday? You, me, and dinner.”

Something sparks in her eyes, lighting her from the inside out. Her hands curl into eager fists at her sides. “Oh, yeah, I could do that. I’m really good at eating dinner.” Her jaw drops, and she claps both hands over her mouth. “Oh my gosh.I’m really good at eating dinner. Did I just say that out loud? I did, didn’t I?”

“You did,” I confirm, panic easing its grip on my throat. “But it was no worse than earlier today when I said I liked eating you and then pointed at your crotch.” I take her hands in mine, my thumb moving over the chipped purple polish on her fingernails. “So…dinner? Wednesday?”

Rosie nods eagerly, then pauses. “But wait. Is it just a friend date? Or is it like…a dinner date? Like a date-date? Like two people having dinner, like a…”

“Date?”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah.” I grin. “It’s a date.”

“Okay. Cool. So cool.” Her head bobs. “I like that.”

“Good.” I bring her body into mine for one of those hugs I’ve been thinking about all week. She smells summery, like coconut, melon, and fresh laundry, and I sink into the way she feels against me, soft, warm, and just right. “Because I gotta tell ya, Rosie, the thoughts I’ve been having would getjust a friendinto an awful lot of trouble.”

By the time we’ve exchanged numbers and she’s disappearing inside, she’s still rocking a volcanic flush that paints her whole body, warm enough I can still feel it as I start back home.

Opening a new message thread, I type in Olivia, Cara, and Jennie’s names.

Me

I need your help. I met a girl.

Olivia

OMG! Adam!!! *heart eyes emoji* *happy tears emoji* *bride emoji* *groom emoji*

Jennie

My guy!!! *eggplant emoji* *peach emoji* *water droplets emoji*

I’ve got some toy recs if you two wanna get creative.

This one’s my fav. I threaten to replace Garrett with it at least 2x/week.

Cara

Well, well, well. Look who’s come crawling to the masters for advice. You’ve come to the right place, young grasshopper.

Cara changed the group chat name to Journey to Pussy Palace.

Me

Care, what the fuck???

Cara: Sorry, babe *sad emoji* I tried “Adam’s Road to Hope: One Man’s Journey to Pussy Palace” but it was too long.

Jesus Christ.What the hell did I just get myself into?

CHAPTER6

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