Page 8 of Wish I Might
“She’s so selfish,” Bailey said to Gwen.
Gwen shook her head in mock sadness at Chloe.“Best friends share, you know.”
“You didn’t share your cake, I’m not sharing my boyfriends,” Chloe told Bailey.
“I take it back, you can have cake,” Bailey said.
“Too late.”
“Harsh, but fair,” Gwen commented and looked down at her empty sundae bowl.“Holy crap, I ate this whole sundae.I feel a little sick now.”
“Did you order yourself any actual food, or just the sundae?”Chloe wanted to know.
“Just the sundae.”Looking a little green through her sheet mask, Gwen pressed a hand to her belly.“I need protein.”
“Want some of my sandwich?”Chloe offered.
“Yes, please.”
Chloe held out her plate.“Go on, Bails.”
“Where was I?”
“Following my lead,” Chloe prompted as Gwen chose a section of sandwich.
“Right.My birthday wish is a gang bang,” Bailey announced, and waited for the expected expressions of shock.
Instead, Chloe looked at Gwen with resignation.Gwen looked back with smug triumph and said, “You owe me twenty bucks.”
“What?”Bailey looked from Gwen to Chloe and back to Gwen.“What?”
“She owes me twenty bucks,” Gwen repeated, nibbling on the edges of the sandwich.
Bailey looked at Chloe.“Why?”
“Because she called it,” Chloe said and popped a ketchup-covered fry into her mouth.
“Called what?”Bailey asked blankly, then goggled.“You guessed my birthday wish?”
“It wasn’t hard,” Gwen said blithely, continuing to nibble.“You talk about it all the time.”
“I do not talk about it all the time,” Bailey protested, then blinked.“Do I?”
“All the time is an exaggeration,” Chloe acknowledged.“You haven’t mentioned it in at least, what?”She turned to Gwen.“Three years?”
“About that,” Gwen agreed.“But for the five years after college it came up a lot.”
“Well, I was mad,” Bailey said, annoyed.This was not how she’d expected this conversation to go.
“And you had every right to be,” Chloe declared.
The solidarity went a long way toward smoothing the ruffled feathers of Bailey’s ego.“Damn right I did.I did Nash’s fantasy, then before we could do mine he dumps me?I should’ve peeled the skin off his balls with a rusty knife.”
Gwen stopped nibbling her sandwich.“Ew.”
“I don’t think he broke up with you so he wouldn’t have to do the gang bang,” Chloe offered.
Bailey thought about arguing the point just for fun, then shrugged.“No, he didn’t.It was just bad timing.But I was still mad.”
