Les Tales by Nikki Rashan Skyy Page A

morning.”
    Nia and I laughed.
    â€œI think I would be happier if Les had done the same thing,” Cree said, interrupting our laughter. We noticed her stern expression was back again. “I mean, yes, the night was amazing, but I can’t help but think that’s all it was. Just one night. Now I’m left wanting more.”
    Nia and I put our hands on our friend to comfort her. I couldn’t help but feel the same way. I would probably never hear from Ursula again. The only chance I had of being in her presence again was if I saw her at San Diego Comic-Con or if she came back to Dragon Con again. I had her number, but I wasn’t going to call her. I wasn’t going to be that chick she banged in Atlanta who won’t stop blowing up her phone.
    Cree looked over at me. “Temple, what happened with Ursula?”
    I was caught off guard. I wanted to open up and tell them everything. I thought about the confidentiality agreement I had signed. In my mind I knew I could trust my friends. They wouldn’t do anything to hurt me, but I couldn’t be 100 percent sure.
    â€œIt was cool. We had dinner in her room. She was very nice.”
    â€œAww, that’s awesome, girl. You got to have dinner with your idol. Did she spill any details about the next season?” Nia smirked.
    â€œNo, but she was really funny. Just like at the panel the other day. She is just . . . amazing.”
    The three of us looked at each other. I couldn’t help but wonder if they were holding back information just like I was. I wondered if Cree had to sign an agreement like I had to or if that was just something I had been forced to do.
    There was a knock on the door, which pulled us from our sister bonding session. Nia opened the door, and Jason and Carlos walked in, dropping their duffle bags on the floor. Both took me off guard as I almost didn’t recognize them in regular clothes.
    â€œDo we even want to know?” Nia asked her two male friends.
    â€œProbably not,” Carlos said as he climbed in our bed, covering himself with the comforter. “So sleepy.”
    We all laughed about the weekend as we continued to pack our belongings in our luggage. We compared our signed memorabilia. Cree and I tried to figure out the best way to pack without crushing anything.
    We took a final look around the room before heading out. I didn’t want to leave the room, and I could tell the feeling was mutual. We grabbed the first elevator we could. I looked out the glass wall of the elevator as we headed down to the lobby. The night before, the hotel was packed with people partying, but now hardly anyone was around, and those people who were there were standing around with their bags, for the most part.
    Cree and I watched Nia as she checked us out of the hotel room. I handed her my portion of the room fee. We walked out of the hotel and waited on the valet to hail cabs for us and retrieve Carlos’s truck.
    â€œJason!”
    We turned around to see Jason’s weekend romp walking toward us. She looked different in regular clothes. Her long brown hair was pulled back in two pigtails. She walked up and hugged Jason with ease. Nia, Cree, and I looked at each other as he accepted the hug without the usual hesitation.
    â€œHey, you guys. Did you have a good weekend?” she said to us as she put her arm around Jason’s back.
    â€œUmm . . . yeah, it was great. I hope you had a good time too,” Nia responded for us.
    Carlos was amused, as usual, with a smile sprawled across his face.
    â€œI had a blast. Thanks for sharing Jason with me.” She kissed him on his cheek.
    Jason couldn’t say anything. He just stood there like a statue, with his lips pressed tightly together.
    â€œOh, it was no problem. Right, Jason?” Nia replied as our eyes locked on Jason.
    â€œRight.” Jason looked away, trying not to lose his cool.
    â€œWell, it was nice meeting you guys. I need to get