Page 53 of Revenge Puck

Disappear.

Reappear.

“God, this is painful,” Blaire whines. “I wish I was there. I’d steal your phone andsexthim for you to kick this love affair up a notch.”

And on that note…

“I’m hanging up on you. You’re stressing me out.”She is so distracting.

“Fine, hang up on me—but promise you’ll text screenshots of the good stuff later,” she requests. “And if you have the lady balls while you’re still undressed, send him a picture of your ti?—”

I end the video chat.

Aaron: The ice cream was the best part. It’s been a while.

Juliette: Since you had ice cream??

Aaron: Yes. I’m usually a pie guy, and only after dinner. A sweet treat, as it were.

Juliette: Well thank you for dinner. It was unexpected and nice.

Aaron: Nice…That’s one way to put it.

Aaron: Honestly, still thinking about that kiss on my neck.

Juliette: Oh gosh…

Aaron: Oh gosh? See that right there…

Juliette: That right there…what?

Aaron: Just when I think I’ve brought you out of your shell, you go and get embarrassed on me.

Juliette: Force of habit. I’m working on it

Aaron: No.

Aaron: Don’t change a thing. It’s charming.

Juliette: Charming…I don’t think anyone has ever called me that before.

Aaron: It’s a night of firsts then, eh?

Juliette: This whole month has been full of firsts for me, lol

Aaron: Are you referring to me going down on you? Asking for a friend.

My mouth literally gapes open.

He’s bringing up oral sex in the middle of a text conversation, and I have no idea how to respond, and now I regret hanging up on Blaire.Do I need her?!

I’m out of my element!

Preston and I were flirty, but he wasn’t the most…sexualguy I’ve dated. He blamed the low sex drive on his high stress finance job, his late office hours. All our intimacy had been dry banter and light petting.

So, no.

I’m not well versed in phone sex or…whateverthisis.