“Men think virginity is hot,” Ally assured me after I’d given the waitress my order.
“Maybe for eighteen year olds, not for twenty-six, nearly twenty-seven year olds,” I told her.
“No… um, they just think it’s hot,” Indy put in, “even Lee thought it was hot.”
I stared at her.
“Yeah, Eddie thought it was hot too,” Jet shared.
I turned my head and my eyes bugged out at Jet. “How does Eddie know? He’s not even a member of the team.”
She just looked at Indy and kept her mouth shut. Lee had told Eddie.
These guys.
“Hank knows too,” Roxie decided to stop arguing with Tod and enter our conversation. I actually felt the blood drain from my face when I looked at her. “For the record, he also thinks it’s hot.”
That was it. “I’m moving to Nicaragua,” I announced.
“Oh Sugar, it ain’t that bad,” Daisy threw in. “Vance thought it was hot.”
That was true, Vance thought it was hot – for about a day (okay, maybe two).
I caught the waitress and doubled my mimosa order.
“You should know pretty much everyone is pissed at Vance for leaving you,” Indy said after I finished my bid for a drunken stupor.
“He didn’t leave me. I broke up with him,” I reminded her.
“They don’t look at it that way. They figure if he wanted you, he could have, you know, talked you out of it,” Indy went on.
I was thinking, deep down inside where I didn’t want to go, they were right. Any thinking about Vance made my heart hurt so I pushed it aside.
“It’s better this way,” I told them all.
They just stared at me and I knew they didn’t believe me.
Whatever.
Time to talk about something else.
I turned to Tod. “I like tangerine and chocolate for wedding colors,” I lied.
Tod’s eyes got wide and happy.
“Oh shit,” Ally muttered.
“Do not even go there,” Roxie warned, eyes narrowing on Tod.
The discussion soon got heated.
I was off the hook.
* * * * *
I went to training with Luke and nearly at the end of our hour’s session I dropped him to his back with me on top.
“Yee ha!” I shouted in his face, sitting astride him, chest pressed to his.