And here come more pictures of Knox and his dick. “Of course youdidn’t.” I sigh. “Can’t a girl hate mornings without judgement?”
“Not you.” Marley shakes her head.
There’s no point in trying to hide it. She’s going to figure it out sooner or later anyway. She’s like a dog with the scent of a bone stuck in his nose when she gets fixed on a topic. “Jake and I broke up last night.”
“What? You’re kidding me. What did the rat bastard do now?”
McKenna, one ofthe snowboarding team public relations assistants, swipes back a piece of her dark brown hair and sits down in the chair to Marley’s side. “Who is the rat bastard?” she asks, pausing for a second. “If I can ask? I don’t mean to butt in.”
McKenna really is the new girl if she thinks Marley isn’t ready to spill the beans on every sordid affair that’s gone on between Jake and me while we were dating.A year and a half is a lot of opportunities to fuck up. To say she isn’t fond of him is an understatement.
“Her boyfriend,” she replies with the expected amount of malice.
“Ex-boyfriend,” I interject, holding a finger in the air.
“Herex-boyfriend,” Marley rolls her eyes, “is a jackass.”
McKenna nods her head in understanding. “What did he do?”
“I don’t even know.” Marley’s voice reachesnew decibels boarding on high and screechy.
“Do I have to tell?” I moan through a deep breath. Marley nods her head yes like I knew she would. “I called him last night after leaving the bar and a girl answered his phone.” There short and sweet.
Both women suck in a breath of air between their teeth and lean back.
“That rat bastard,” McKenna says. “Men are dumbasses.”
McKenna is one to knowconsidering she’s in charge of making sure none of the new athletes make fools of themselves or the American team this year. There’s always one who causes problems.
“Where is Cyrus?” I ask hoping to steer her away by asking about one of the guys she’s in charge of.
“He’s practicing this morning. It’s usually safe when they’re on the hill. I figured I could do better watching all of them fromhere. As long as you ladies don’t mind me sitting with you.”
“Of course not,” I answer, my attention stolen by Marley. She doesn’t do anything in particular, but the way she sits quietly on her side of the couch with her hand resting slightly underneath her chin is not good. She’s thinking way too hard about something. Probably something I’m not going to like.
“You know,” she starts and she’sright I do know… something not good is going to come out of her mouth. Nothing good ever starts with “you know.”
“This could be a good thing.” Marley drops her feet from the coffee table and leans forward getting into the conversation.
I roll my eyes but am too tired to do much else. “Me breaking up with my boyfriend is a good thing because?” She’s never been Jake’s biggest fan but this is alittle much.
Marley smiles, getting more and more excited by the second. “Think about it. You’re single. Knox is single. Have the stars ever aligned this way before?”
They have, but I’m not about to tell her that fact. The drunken night two years ago is the only time I remember. After that I met Jake and jumped into a relationship and then Knox started dating some tall gorgeous brunette model.The kind of girl who walks around during fashion week runways wearing little itty-bitty lingerie.
Needless to say I wasn’t her number one fan.
“Marley, Knox and I are not going to hook up. Our stars will never align that way.”
She tilts her head to the side and leans in even further. “Really? So it would be okay if McKenna had a go at him.”
“Had a go with him? What? Now one of our oldest anddearest friends is what, a video game machine? Sure, McKenna. Go for it.”
McKenna throws her hands up and leans back in her chair. “Oh no, he’s all yours. I don’t want to have a go with him. I don’t even know what that means.”
“It means Reagan has been madly in love with Knox for at least the past two years but both of them are too thick in the skull to admit it.”
“Me!”
Marley shrugs. “I wantto see both of you happy, but you’re both so pigheaded. Eventually one of you really is going to find somebody else and then you’re both screwed.”
“Knox and I will never happen.”
Marley continues to shake her head. “Because you won’t let it.”
I refuse to respond and the conversation dies out, but my memories of the night I spent with Knox take up residence in my head. It’s easier to forgethow much I enjoyed those few short hours together when he’s far away. But Marley’s right, having him this close and both of us being single does make my body yearn for something my brain knows isn’t a good idea.
If I spend all day fantasizing about him naked I’m bound to do something stupid.
