“No, you’re gonna have to do better than that.”
“Fine,” I whisper. “The man eats like I’m his last fucking meal. The first time he went down on me, I squirted. Which isn’t even something I knew my body could do. We literally cannot get enough of each other. It’s mind-blowing.”
“That’s what I’m talking about.” She laughs. “So, you’re having mind-blowing sex with Tanner?”
“It’s so good, girl. Like, maybe the best ever.”
“Well I won’t pretend like I’m not a little jealous. Not of Tanner, but of the sex.”
“How’s pelvic floor PT going?”
“Slow, but I’m seeing progress. I just hope one day I’ll have what you, Poppy, and Lacey have found and that I’ll actually maybe enjoy penetrative sex again.” She breathes out.
“I know this is going to sound insane, but it feels like my body and Tanner’s were made for one another. Maybe you just have to find the right person who’s willing to be patient and gentle.”
“Maybe. You sound like your feelings are getting serious though.”
“You think it’s too fast?”
“I mean, you’ve known him since May. I don’t think it’s fast.”
I take another bite of my sandwich. “Logan’s mom thought we were in love.”
“Are you?” Her eyes go wide.
“No, we’ve only been together a few days, but when I think about it, I can see us ending up there.”
“Does that mean your plan to move out after a few months is on hold? Or are you still going to look for another place to stay?”
“I don’t know. I know serious relationships have never been his thing, and I don’t want to be the type of girlfriend who doesn’t give him space or comes off as clingy. I haven’t looked for another place yet, but we also haven’t talked about it.”
“I mean he’s drawing you pictures and fucking you’re brains out. It sounds like he really likes you too.” She laughs.
My office phone begins to ring, and I grab the receiver. “Hello, this is Wren.”
“Hey, Wren. This is Johnny, the pickleball instructor. I’ve got a mad cold, and I don’t want to get any of your people sick, so I’m going to have to cancel our lesson today. You’re welcome to still use the court, but I won’t be there.”
“I understand. Feel better,” I say, massaging my temple. “Thanks for calling and we’ll see you Wednesday if you’re up to it.”
“Who was that?” Gray asks once I’ve hung up the phone.
“The guy who volunteers to give pickleball lessons. He’s sick, so it looks like I’m going to have to cancel the outing. God, I can already hear Ethel and Clara complaining.”
Gray laughs. “If only you were dating someone who loves pickleball,” she jokes. “Then maybe he could come help you.”
“It’s a good idea, but I don’t know if he can come. Things are really weird at his job, and he’s at the office today. We texted a little this morning, but he mentioned having a lot of meetings.”
“You never know.”
I pull out my cell phone and click on his name.
Whatcha doing?
Tanner :
Missing you
I might have an idea of how you can seeme before tonight.
