“That’s honestly annoying. What the hell?” I scowl.
“Right?” she hums, both annoyed and impressed. “Why is it that guys always have the things they don’t care for? I’d kill to have an ass like that.”
I nod in agreement, but then I look at her. “You know, you’ve got a great ass.”
There isn’t a time we’re not together and someone isn’t staring at it. And add that she’s drop-dead gorgeous, with her long model-like legs—yeah, people are going to stare.
She smiles big, making her cheekbones pop out. “I know but it’s nowhere near as bubbly looking as his. Don’t get me started on how thick and long Kai’s lashes are.”
My cheek twitches. “Speaking of Kai, I’d kill for another spam musubi.”
She hums in agreement. “You know, they’re not that hard to make. The hardest part would probably be making the rice, but if you get a rice cooker, you should be good.”
“I don’t know how to cook,” I admit and don’t voice that I’m positive I’d somehow fuck up rice in a rice cooker.
Her head snaps in my direction, brows drawn together, but she stares at me, more amused than judgmental. “Really?” I nod. “Like nothing at all?” I shake my head. “So, what do you do for food?”
“Before Daniel, I’d buy already made meals or grab takeout.”
She sits up, her dark brown eyes piqued with curiosity. “Before Daniel? What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Don’t make it a big deal,” I warn her.
“I won’t.” Still, she sounds too enthusiastic.
“He cooks and meal preps for us. It’s really not a big deal.” He still does that while I load up the dishwasher.
From the corner of my eye, I see her lips purse then press them together.
“Don’t.”
“I didn’t say anything,” she innocently says, raising her hands in surrender. She goes quiet afterward, but I swear she’s practically buzzing in her seat next to me.
Vienna wasn’t supposed to be here but randomly showed up after I told the girls I was going to be busy and couldn’t make the game. It wasn’t a complete lie; I had things to do, like homework and cleaning. Still, Vi showed up because she said Pen was going to be with her parents and didn’t want to intrude. I wasn’t going to say no to her, but I wish she wasn’t here because now I can’t gawk at Daniel the way I want to.
But I won’t deny that I like having her here. This is actually the first time I’ve had—a person I can genuinely call my friend—someone over besides Daniel. That one time she and Pen were here doesn’t count because they didn’t stay; they were just helping me finish getting ready for the party.
“Spit it out,” I say because she’s being weirdly silent.
“It’s nothing.”
“Vienna.”
“No, because you’ll not answer my questions and then shut me out.”
I blow out a raspberry. “I don’t shut you out.”
She arches a perfect black brow, giving me this look that saysyou’re full of shit and you know it.
“It’s just not a big deal.” I shrug because he’s doing the bare minimum. He’s cooking, so what am I supposed to feel? It’s not a big deal. Sure he cooks my favorite meals and leaves me little notes in random places like little pick-me-ups. Do I look forward to finding them? Yes, yes, I do, but it’s not a big deal because he doesn’t make it one, so I won’t either.
“Okay.” She shrugs just as apathetically.
I stay quiet, mulling over what to say now as we watch Kai step up to the bat. Do I like that she badgers me about Daniel? No. But it doesn’t mean I don’t like to talk about him, although I shouldn’t.
I sink into the sectional, pushing my hair away from the back of my ear to curtain my face. “He ate me out,” I whisper.
She bolts up, eyes burning the side of my face. “What did you say?”
