pulling any punches. “So, what’s going on with you and your men?”
“My men? Let’s talk about your man.” I want to talk to her, but I don’t want to steal her thunder. She is happy, and I don’t want my drama to overshadow that.
“OK, so I totally kn ow you just changed the subject. But I will let you only because I adore Eric, and I would love to talk about him. Well, you know I spent the night over there twice this week? Girl, he is so hot! If we don’t do something soon, I might spontaneously combust! He’s so romantic, and I think he’s the real deal. You know what I mean?” She has a way of drawing you into her stories, relaying them with her usual dramatic flair.
“Jenna!” I giggle. “Why don’t you just jump his bones? Seriously, what’s he gonna do? Push you off?” I know that if Jenna ever shows him her sexy side, he won’t be able to resist. She’s just that hot.
“Don’t think I haven’t thought about it! I just know I don’t want to mess this up. He’s the best thing that has ever happened to me, and even if I don’t like it, what he says makes sense.” She suddenly turns to me. “That’s it. Now, it’s your turn. What’s up with the hotties?”
“Really, Jenna? The hotties?” I scoff, but I have to agree with her. “To answer your question, I did tell Declan that I can’t get serious because I’m talking to someone else, but we talk every night. The other night, he kissed me. It was so precious. But last night, I made out with Brody again.”
“You did what? When?” Her eyes are round, and she is visibly shocked. I must have been more stealth than I thought.
“I went to his room during the party. When I left, I sent a text to Declan, telling him I got tired and went home. Anyway, Jenna, when Brody touches me, I lose my mind. I didn’t even know it was possible to have an orgasm without having sex, and he’s all I think about.” I’m fully aware that I’ve now lied to Declan twice. What has gotten into me?
“What the hell? He gave you an orgasm? Wait. Nevermind. I can totally see Brody giving someone an orgasm just by looking at them. You, my friend, are in trouble.” It feels so good to have someone I can talk with about this.
We chat the rest of the way home, and I am again reminded of how blessed I am to have her. Girl talk fixes everything. It helps me forget my worries, and I relax as we get closer to Collier.
No matter how much I dread it, coming home does feel good. I have missed my dad and his ability to make me laugh, even when I don’t want to. I have missed my mom and all of her great advice. And, yes. Yes, I have missed Katie, the girl who looks so much like me, who has been such a huge part of my life, but who I will never truly understand.
When I drop Jenna off at her house, I am ready to be home. Katie surprises me when she runs out to meet me in the driveway. Hugging as if we haven’t seen each other in forever, it reminds me of our childhoods. “Quincy! I am so glad you came home! Get in here so we can catch up.” Laughing, she pulls me toward the house. Her cheeks are pink with excitement, and she looks so much like a child.
I laugh as I remind her, “Katie, I have to get my stuff out of the trunk. Come, help me.” We grab my overnight bag and laundry. “Let me throw my laun dry in the washer, and we’ll catch up.”
Katie lies on the bed while I sort my clothes. “Quince, you have no idea how awful it is without you. Mom and Dad are smothering me, and they watch everything I do. It’s like they are just waiting for me to screw up. I hate it.” I really do feel sorry for her. I’m sure they focus on her more because I’m not here to divert their attention. And maybe she is doing more to attract their attention.
“Oh, Katie, you know they just worry about you. We all do. How have you been?” I try to act concerned without alarming her.
“I don’t know why everyone worries about me so much. I haven’t done anything
“My men? Let’s talk about your man.” I want to talk to her, but I don’t want to steal her thunder. She is happy, and I don’t want my drama to overshadow that.
“OK, so I totally kn ow you just changed the subject. But I will let you only because I adore Eric, and I would love to talk about him. Well, you know I spent the night over there twice this week? Girl, he is so hot! If we don’t do something soon, I might spontaneously combust! He’s so romantic, and I think he’s the real deal. You know what I mean?” She has a way of drawing you into her stories, relaying them with her usual dramatic flair.
“Jenna!” I giggle. “Why don’t you just jump his bones? Seriously, what’s he gonna do? Push you off?” I know that if Jenna ever shows him her sexy side, he won’t be able to resist. She’s just that hot.
“Don’t think I haven’t thought about it! I just know I don’t want to mess this up. He’s the best thing that has ever happened to me, and even if I don’t like it, what he says makes sense.” She suddenly turns to me. “That’s it. Now, it’s your turn. What’s up with the hotties?”
“Really, Jenna? The hotties?” I scoff, but I have to agree with her. “To answer your question, I did tell Declan that I can’t get serious because I’m talking to someone else, but we talk every night. The other night, he kissed me. It was so precious. But last night, I made out with Brody again.”
“You did what? When?” Her eyes are round, and she is visibly shocked. I must have been more stealth than I thought.
“I went to his room during the party. When I left, I sent a text to Declan, telling him I got tired and went home. Anyway, Jenna, when Brody touches me, I lose my mind. I didn’t even know it was possible to have an orgasm without having sex, and he’s all I think about.” I’m fully aware that I’ve now lied to Declan twice. What has gotten into me?
“What the hell? He gave you an orgasm? Wait. Nevermind. I can totally see Brody giving someone an orgasm just by looking at them. You, my friend, are in trouble.” It feels so good to have someone I can talk with about this.
We chat the rest of the way home, and I am again reminded of how blessed I am to have her. Girl talk fixes everything. It helps me forget my worries, and I relax as we get closer to Collier.
No matter how much I dread it, coming home does feel good. I have missed my dad and his ability to make me laugh, even when I don’t want to. I have missed my mom and all of her great advice. And, yes. Yes, I have missed Katie, the girl who looks so much like me, who has been such a huge part of my life, but who I will never truly understand.
When I drop Jenna off at her house, I am ready to be home. Katie surprises me when she runs out to meet me in the driveway. Hugging as if we haven’t seen each other in forever, it reminds me of our childhoods. “Quincy! I am so glad you came home! Get in here so we can catch up.” Laughing, she pulls me toward the house. Her cheeks are pink with excitement, and she looks so much like a child.
I laugh as I remind her, “Katie, I have to get my stuff out of the trunk. Come, help me.” We grab my overnight bag and laundry. “Let me throw my laun dry in the washer, and we’ll catch up.”
Katie lies on the bed while I sort my clothes. “Quince, you have no idea how awful it is without you. Mom and Dad are smothering me, and they watch everything I do. It’s like they are just waiting for me to screw up. I hate it.” I really do feel sorry for her. I’m sure they focus on her more because I’m not here to divert their attention. And maybe she is doing more to attract their attention.
“Oh, Katie, you know they just worry about you. We all do. How have you been?” I try to act concerned without alarming her.
“I don’t know why everyone worries about me so much. I haven’t done anything
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