Tingles fly up my chest as I bite back a smile.
Bella leans over the table and grabs my hand. “Okay, I have to know. Are the rumors true? Is Camden really that good in bed?”
Ingrid’s blue eyes go wide as she gently smacks Bella’s hand. “Bella. That’s personal.”
Bella just shrugs. “What? Oh, come on. We’re all wondering it.”
Ingrid looks at me. “Bella gets a little loose-lipped when she’s had a few drinks. You don’t have to answer that,” she says gently.
I let out a flustered laugh and tuck my hair behind my ears.
“I think she’s already answered it, judging how much she’s blushing.” Bella wiggles her eyebrows at me.
I fight a smile as heat crawls up my chest and neck. I’ve never been in a setting like this before, surrounded by open-minded friends who are cool with talking about sex so freely. I’ve always wanted that.
I glance at them and nod. “It’s true.”
They all squeal and make giddy noises. I can’t help but laugh.
I hold up a hand. “I don’t want to go into details. I want to respect his privacy.”
They all nod like they understand.
“But, um, I don’t think he would mind me saying that he’s good. Like, really, really good.”
Bella claps. “I knew it!”
Madeline shakes her head and chuckles. “We all know Camden is a cocky as hell. He’d love for the whole world to know that he’s amazing in bed. And that he’s huge and can go forever,” she jokes.
I try and fail to hold back a cheesy grin.
Madeline’s expression turns amused. “Okay, well, I was kidding, but I think we all just found how big Camden is. And how impressive his stamina is.”
I cover my face, unable to stop giggling.
“Oh my gosh, you guys, you’re going to make her pass out,” Sophie says through a laugh.
When I finally sit up, Bella eyes me. “Blink once if Camden is over eight inches.”
My eyes go wide before I quickly shut my eyes.
“Oh my god!” they all screech.
I can’t stop laughing. When I finally catch my breath, I notice everyone’s glasses are almost empty. I stand up and head to the bar to order more. Sophie hops up and comes with me to carry the glasses.
“Could I get another round of Palomas, please?” I ask the bartender.
I turn to Sophie while we wait for our drinks. “You guys are really cool. I love how you let each other talk about anything, and you don’t judge.”
A warm smile tugs at her face.
“I just…I’ve never had a group of friends like this before. So welcoming and understanding and supportive,” I say. “I’m not sure how much Camden told you, but with how sick I used to get as a kid, I was never able to maintain friendships long term. I was always in the hospital or home sick and being pulled out of school.”
Sophie grabs my hand. “I’m sorry, Ellie. That must have been so hard.”
“It was,” I say softly. “That’s why it means so much that you guys have welcomed me like this.”
She squeezes my hand. “Of course. We’re all so happy you want to be friends with us. Especially when we talk about such outrageous things.” She laughs.
