Page 124 of Hot Mess
“Sweet upgrade!” Jolie tapped her bottle to mine as I tossed back my shooter.
“That means you’re my winglady for the night, too,” I informed her. I took a hearty, delicious pull of my cider and looked her over. My young cousin was cute. Very cute. Sometimes skittish with hot men, but she had a good head on her shoulders. She’d do.
“I’m up to the task,” Jolie replied gravely.
“Your first mission, obviously, is to provide a nice buffer between me, my ex, and his new lady friend.”
“I’m all over it,” she said.
Then my phone vibrated. I’d kept it on the seat next to me and kind of shoved halfway under my thigh, so I wouldn’t miss it if Ashley called or texted me.
Sad, I knew.
Probably against ladies night rules, but whatever.
I’d done my best to back out of the way last time I saw him—at brunch with my sister—in case he and Dani decided they were all about each other. But so far, it hadn’t happened. She hadn’t mentioned him, except to ask me when I’d be seeing him again.
Meanwhile, he’d kept text-flirting with me every chance he got.
I was still playing it careful, but nothing had really changed since they’d gotten in the same room together. Except that I just kept liking him more every damn day.
I checked my phone, and my pussy did the same happy-horny tingly thing it always did when I found a text from him.
Ashley:What r u doing
Me:Ladies night.
The little bubble with the three dots appeared, so I knew he was typing.
Ashley:Is that a lesbo thing
Me:I’m with my sister and cousin, so no.
Ashley:Incestuous lesbo thing?
Me:In your dreams.
Ashley:Wheres this lesbian orgy happening and can I come
I grinned. Ear-to-ear, like a dummy.
It made me ridiculously happy that he liked me.
That hestillliked me, even after he’d re-met my sister.
Shit… I think he really likes me.
“What are you doing?”
I looked blankly at my sister, the dumb grin stuck on my face.
“Who are you texting?” she demanded, leaning over to see my phone as I tried to hide it under the table.
“No one.” She grabbed for my phone, but I held it out of her reach. “Don’t you dare!”
She examined my face. “Ashley?”
I sighed. “Yes.”
