Page 90 of The Shot You Missed
“Oh, you hadgoodsex. Crab daddy dicked you downgood, didn’t he?”
My nose wrinkles. “Ew. Don’t ever call him that again.”
“Promise. As long as you tell me everything. I’ve had a dry spell since we’ve gotten here, and until Griffin hooks me up with Megan, I’m going to live vicariously through you and ignore the fact that we’re talking about a man.” Lola flops down on the couch and pats the cushion next to her. “Now, sit your cute ass down and start talking.”
“Fine,” I say, laughing. I set last night’s clothes down and settle in next to my best friend, sitting cross-legged with a pillow clutched to my chest. “Yes, we had sex. A few times. And yes, he dicked me down good. Like, book-boyfriend-level good.” I fan my face, which Lola finds hilarious.
“I knew it. Was it the best sex you’ve ever had?”
“Oh, yeah. No contest. At all.”
Lola’s lips twitch. “So, better than Ryland?”
“That’s like asking if artisan-roasted coffee tastes better than the powdered instant stuff,” I reply. “And I know you’re wondering, so I won’t make you ask. Yes, Bash’s dick is bigger. But more than that, the man knows how to use it. And his tongue.”
“I love a man who knows how to use his tongue,” my best friend says seriously.
“Yeah, well, he knows how to use everything. And he asked me to be his girlfriend.”
“He what?” Lola shrieks, jumping to her feet. “Hell yeah, crab boy. That’s what I’m talking about!”
My whole body is filled with light and warmth as Lola does a little happy dance. My life may have been falling apart in LA, but it’s all coming together here.
It doesn’t feel real.
“I’m really happy, Lola. When we came here, I just wanted to be near him. Simply knowing he was in the same city was enough, you know? But this… I can’t believe that, after all theseyears, I can call him mine.” I laugh when Lola throws her arms around me and squeezes with superhuman strength.
“Aren’t you glad I made you go to that hockey game?”
“So glad.” I hug Lola back just as hard. I owe her. For agreeing to come with me, for making me go to the game, for helping me get out of my own way. For so many things. “You’re the best, Lols.”
“I really am.”
“And so modest.”
“Modesty’s overrated,” Lola says. “Something you could stand to learn, Miss Author.”
“I know, I know.” The crazy thing is that, buoyed by Lola’s unflagging belief in me and Sebastian’s support, I’m starting to think it’s a lesson I may actually be able to learn.
thirty-one
SEBASTIAN
“So you’re official now?”Maddox asks as the flight crew finishes getting everything set for takeoff.
“We are.” Grinning, I recall waking up next to Indie this morning. She looked so cute, all sleep-rumpled and squinty-eyed. God, leaving her at her door after breakfast was so much harder than I thought it would be. We’re finally getting to where I’d hoped we’d be. But what if she’s gone by the time I get back?
No. She wouldn’t do that.
Not again.
“Look at our little Bashy-cakes. He’s in looooove.” Griffin clasps his hands beneath his chin and bats his eyelashes exaggeratedly. He’s ridiculous, but I know his happiness for me is real. He’s always everyone’s biggest cheerleader. “I’m really fuckin’ happy for you, man.”
“Thanks, Griff. I’m really happy for me too.”
“You wish you were at home with her, don’t you?” Logan asks as he locks his phone and puts it in his pocket. No doubt he just finished texting Blair. Their relationship is still pretty new, so I’m sure he feels exactly the same way.
“Yeah, I kind of do. Don’t get me wrong, I’m stoked for the game tonight, but…”
