Page 48 of Taking the Pitch
Charlie and I both snort. Hazel has the most sex out of all of us. “A day or two without an orgasm isn’t going to kill you,” Charlie mutters.
“It might! An orgasm a day keeps the doctor away.” She points her finger between Charlie and me. “You two bitches are just jealous I’m getting it on the regular.”
“Yeah, we are,” Charlie and I say at the same time. We all erupt in giggles, like high schoolers talking about our crushes, earning a few quizzical looks from other patrons in the shop.
Once we recover from our giggle fit, I turn to Charlie, who’s wiping tears from under her eyes. “What about you, Char?”
“Nothing new really, just packing for the cruise and making sure nothing implodes at work while I’m gone for almost three weeks.” She looks at me and scrunches her nose. “I still wish you could come. It’s going to be weird not spending Thanksgiving with you.”
After I lost my parents, Charlie’s mom and dad took me in, even though I was twenty-one and an adult. Charlie’s mom, Diana, helped me with my parents’ funerals, settling their estate, everything. I still have a room at their house. I spend every holiday with them, except this year. Diana has been wanting to take a cruise for years. But because baseball is from February through October, and Chuck is the manager for the Silverbacks, she’s never been able to book one. So when Charlie found a cruise that runs through Thanksgiving, she showed her dad and they bought tickets and gave them to Diana for her birthday this last spring. Charlie asked if I wanted to go, but there’s no way I could leave Bruno for that long and having a dog on the ship wouldn’t work. So this year I’m flying solo for Thanksgiving.
“I know. But it’ll be fine. I’m already planning on spending the day in my pajamas, binge watchingSweet Magnoliason Netflix, and ordering way too much Chinese food. It’ll be great,” I say cheerily, trying not only to convince Charlie, but myself.
“You could always come and spend it with us,” Hazel chimes in with her offer again. She usually spends Thanksgiving at her aunt’s in Eastern Washington, with her dad and Jason. I loveHazel’s dad, but I’m not a huge fan of Jason. He makes Hazel happy, but there’s something about him I just don’t like, and I’d rather not spend more time with him than I already have to.
“Thanks Haze, but I need to do this on my own. I can’t rely on you guys forever. Plus, I booked a session with my therapist for that Tuesday, so I’ll be good.”
“You can always rely on us, no matter what,” Charlie says.
“Yeah, we’re ride or die bitches for life,” Hazel adds, holding up her scone. Charlie and I each grab another scone and tap them together in a cheers.
I truly hit the jackpot with these ladies.
My thumb hovers over the contact I swore I wouldn’t text first, but here I am, texting him first. Damn him.
Me
I have a question for you.
Sexiest Man Alive
Shoot, Shortcake.
Me
How much does getting a tattoo hurt? Like on a scale of 1-10. 1 being not at all and 10 being fuck it’s excruciating.
Sexiest Man Alive
It really depends on where you get it and what your pain tolerance is. Based on the boulders you call knots I massaged the other night. I’d say you have a high pain tolerance so it probably wouldn’t hurt as much as it might other people.
Sexiest Man Alive
Why? Are you wanting a tattoo?
Me
Yes, thanks for the information.
Sexiest Man Alive
Wait, that’s it? You’re not going to tell me what or WHERE?
Me
NOPE, *twiddles fingers*
Sexiest Man Alive
