Page 9 of Wish I Might
“What was Nash’s fantasy again?”Gwen asked.“I forget.”
“Two girls,” Chloe reminded her.
Gwen snorted.“Typical.”
“I didn’t mind.It was fun.”Bailey smiled a little at the memory.“And he was working on setting up my fantasy gang bang.Then we had some random fight, and he went to a bar with his buddies to cool off, and Kyle Volley told him I cheated on him by going down on Graham Isaac behind the student union and he dumped me.”
“You’re getting mad again,” Gwen warned.
“I’m not getting mad,” Bailey insisted, keeping her voice cool to prove it.“It was eight years ago.Why would I get mad?”
“Uh, because you loved him and he believed that oozing ball of pus Kyle over you?”
“He believed her eventually,” Gwen offered.
“Not until Graham told him the BJ happened freshman year,” Chloe reminded her.“A fact Kyle conveniently forgot to mention.”
“God, he was an ass,” Bailey commented.
“Kyle or Nash?”Gwen wanted to know.
“I meant Kyle, but Nash was an ass, too.”
“The king of the asses,” Chloe muttered darkly.“He broke your heart.”
“He did,” Bailey agreed.Broke it, shattered it, sliced it to ribbons.Then she shrugged.“But I got over it.”
“Did you?”Chloe murmured.
Bailey resisted the urge to roll her eyes.Chloe thought she was harboring some deep, secret longing for Nash, that what had happened back in college had left unfinished business between them.Bailey had never been able to convince her otherwise.“Yes.We’re friends now, that’s all.”
“And roommates,” Gwen added.“How’s that going?”
“Too soon to tell,” Bailey said, ignoring Chloe’s skeptical gaze.When her last roommate had moved out—and good riddance to bad rubbish—she’d decided to offer the spare room to Nash.He’d been facing a rent hike at his apartment, and she hated living alone, so it felt like a win-win to her.
Chloe thought it was the dumbest idea since Napoleon had invaded Russia.
“He moved all his stuff in at the beginning of the month,” Bailey continued, “but then he went on vacation for two weeks.He got back today, but I haven’t seen him.I came straight here from the salon.”
Gwen, who loved to travel, perked up.“Where’d he go on vacation?”
“The UK, to walk Hadrian’s Wall and the Antonine Wall.”
“What are those?”
“Walls that were built during the Roman occupation of Britain,” Bailey explained.“Fortifications, basically.Hadrian’s Wall is in England, Antonine Wall is in Scotland.”
Gwen looked fascinated.“What does ‘walk them’ mean?”
“I think it means they just follow them, walk alongside them?”Bailey shrugged.“He didn’t give me a lot of details.I know they’re both world heritage sites, and Nash digs on that stuff.He’s got a cousin who’s into it, too, so they went together.”
“Cool,” Gwen decided.
“So, let me get this straight,” Chloe said.“You’re starting your thirties living with your ex-boyfriend, you might start dating the hot masseuse, and your birthday wish is a gang bang.”
Bailey grinned, the mask crinkling around her mouth.“Go big or go home, right?”
“And I thought I started my year with chaos.”
