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Me::–*

Gallan:Stop doing that.

Me:Lol!

Gallan:Stop that, too!

Me:Lmao? Rofl?

Gallan:Zaira, seriously…

I chuckled.

Me:Fine, I’ll be there in 5. I’ll apologize to Alejandro for my abrupt departure.

Gallan:I’m not even going to acknowledge that. At all.

Me:Hahaha! Baboon. See you in a few. Love you:’)

Gallan::–DLove you too.

With a smile, I showed Kenzie the text conversation, who then laughed after having read it.

“You two are weirdly adorable,” she said with a shake of her head.

“I know,” I replied with a smirk.

“So…” She handed my phone to me with a glint in her eyes that could rival the one The Mask has when he’s about to beat someone’s ass. “Did you take my advice after all?”

I quirked a brow as I pocketed my phone. “What advice?”

She gave me a ‘Really?’ look, to which I simply shrugged in nonchalance.

“The one about accidental stripteases!” she said with a huff.

I chuckled. “I kinda did, but not really.”

She began rubbing at her temples like I was being an inconvenience and pain in the ass to her. “I don’t know what to do with you.”

I chuckled harder. “If you really must know, Gallan and I had a nice and steamy moment after your advice practically glued itself into my head.”

Her entire demeanor changed. “Yeah?” She looked so proud of herself.

“Yeah,” I said. “I think what you said kinda stuck with me, and it made me brave enough to initiate a move.”

“Oh, Ilikethat!” She bounced on her feet. “What was his reaction when hesawyou?”

“When he saw me?” I was confused. “He sees me every day.”

“Oh my God, no!” She placed her hands on my shoulders. “When hesawyou, Zaira.”

Ah… I see what she meant.

“I mean, it’s just my vagina, and not freakin’ Madonna. He didn’t pass out or anything after looking at it,” I said.

Kenzie laughed and walked back to the table to grab Aubrey’s coffee. “Only you can say something like that,” she mused with a shake of her head.

I chuckled and grabbed Gallan’s coffee. “I mean, it’s true, isn’t it?”