Page 80 of Their Stormy Reunion
“Not much,” I lied. I didn’t want to rehash everything. I needed to take my mind off my life. “Tell me about you. Have you spent any time with Beau?”
“Uhhhh….”
“Oh, that sounds promising,” I crowed.
“No. I mean yes.” She paused. “I mean no. Aw, shit. I don’t know what I mean,” she wailed. “It’s all so complicated.”
“How’s he doing? It must be tough coming back after all this time and being confronted with a brother that he thought was lost to him.”
“That’s part of the complication. Seriously, Fallon. I don’t know how to help him, and he doesn’t want my help. He only seems to want one thing.”
“Ahh. I see.”
“Yeah.” Maddie sighed.
“How do you feel about that?” I asked.
“I want to rip his clothes off with my teeth, then lick him up like caramel pudding.”
I giggled and took a spoonful of cookie dough.
“He’s living less than a mile from my place, and he drops by unannounced.”
“The horror,” I laughed.
“What are you eating?”
“Cookie dough.”
“Oh. I’ve been doing that, too.”
“Yeah, but I bet you don’t gain any weight.” I looked down at my boobs and knew that if I kept up the stress eating, I would go up another cup size and possibly another jean size. I needed to get things under control. Not that Michael seemed to mind.
“Are you with me?”
“Kind of.”
“Tell me about you and Michael,” Maddie practically begged. “I can’t handle talking about Beau anymore.”
I took in a deep breath. “I was right. He didn’t sleep with Lindsay that night. It was a set-up.”
“That fucking asshole!” Maddie yelled through the phone.
“Yeah. But I’m sleeping with him anyway.”
“Girlfriend…” Maddie admonished.
“The good news is, my girlie parts are in great working order.”
Maddie sighed. “I want to know if my girly parts are in good working order.”
“So, sleep with Beau.”
“I’m considering it. Trust me, I’m considering it.”
I heard the oven timer buzz. “Honey, the pizza is done. I’ve got to go. I have a project I’m working on. It’s got a harsh deadline.”
“Okay, call me as soon as you can. I need another tequila night.”
