Page 177 of Hot Mess
Taylor didn’t have that hard-to-approach sexiness like my sister did.
I envied her like I envied my sister, for different reasons.
For one thing, Taylor would never give a shit what Daniella thought of a man she liked—evenifthey were twin sisters.
“Well,” she said, “I still need to meet him. I’ll let you know if he’s approved.” She knew, of course, that her opinion mattered most to me. And I had a pretty good idea that she’d approve of Ashley.
As long as he made me happy.
She already knew who he was, and she approved of his looks. As for the whole getting-me-off-in-a-nightclub thing, the verdict was out. But the fact that he’d been a gentleman about brunch with my family? She definitely approved of that.
“I really can’t wait for you to meet him,” I told her.
“You know I’m still choked I missed ladies night.”
I knew she was. She was annoyed that Dani got to be winglady while she had to work, and that she’d missed meeting Ashley.
And his hot rock star friend.
“Me too.”
“I can’t believe I missed Xander Rush,” she said. “I mean, I’ve heard he’s a total slut. But damn, is he pretty.”
“Yes, he is.”
“Next time, I better be there. If Nikki gets first dibs on the next one—”
“She won’t,” I promised. “I mean… if there is a next time.”
“There will be,” Taylor said, with great confidence in me. “And she’d better not. I want to at least have the option of getting hit on by a rock star and choosing whether or not to shoot him down.”
I laughed. “Uh-huh. Or fall in love with him?”
“Doubtful. You know I prefer my men more… down-to-Earth. But a little hot rock star sex could be on the menu.”
“Oh, God. I really hope it is.” If I’d gotten this far with Ashley but never got to close the deal?
My lady parts might never recover.
“Why wouldn’t it be?” Taylor said, gesturing at me and my boobs, like the hot rock star sex was imminent. “Seriously.”
“I just can’t fucking believe I broke his dick,” I whispered.
Taylor smirked. “I’m sure it still works. And look at the bright side. It doesn’t exactly hurt to get to know each other better.”
“That’s what I said.”
“You know… see if you really like him…”
“I do.”
Taylor smiled.
“You know what?” I said, smiling back. “I hope I fall madly in love with him and Dani disapproves.”
My best friend laughed.
“What? Don’t laugh. Maybe then she’ll stop thinking it’s her place to tell me how to live my life.”
