No. That's impossible. I definitely would have heard about it.
"Okay," I swallow, fearful that if I think about it too hard, he'll hear me. I'm definitely being paranoid, but there have been toomany occurrences like this for it to be a coincidence. "Okay, I'll call her. But I need you to do me a favor."
He nods once, the gesture moving my hair, "Whatcha need?"
"Tampons. And new sheets."
"Ah. Got it." He doesn't seem embarrassed by the request or even slightly surprised. "Figured it was a matter of time. Just text me pictures of everything you need and I'll head out right now."
Perfect.
He gently lets me out of his arms, giving me a comforting squeeze of my shoulders as he looks down on me, still concerned but less frantic, "Tell Bel hi for me."
"And Fritz?" I raise a brow, teasing, trying to keep up appearances.
He points a finger at me, deadly serious. "Donottell him hi from me."
As he walks away, I tell him in a sing-song manner, "I'll tell him you miss him."
"Do not! Or Iwilltake your phone away again." Whether he'll admit it or not, I can hear the smile in his voice from here, relieved I've stopped crying.
I let a few seconds pass before peeking my head out the door, looking to see if he's already left. The google search and screenshots to send him exactly what I need take only a few seconds more.
Can you grab something chocolate?
I ask, waiting a second before adding,
And some kind of salty snack?
If I give him a list, maybe that'll take him a few extra minutes so I can make my phone call to Bel in peace.
After only a single ring, her bubbling voice radiates through my phone, "Isla! Hi!"
"Hi Bels," I respond, trying to keep the wavering from my voice. "How are you?"
"I'm so good! Except I miss you!" She's being an angel, not mentioning the text she sent me just in case I'm not ready to talk about it, but there's no denying that her cheeriness is as false as mine.
"I miss you, too." A small hiccup forces its way out. "Listen, Bel— I have, um, I have a lot I need to talk to you about." A lump forms in my throat but I need to get out as much as possible before the tears make speaking impossible.
After a beat, she pipes up, "Okay. Gimme a sec. Fritz already left for work, and Cas is just about to walk out the door so I'm all yours."
Rustling sounds on the other side, a giggle and the sounds of a kiss that lingers far longer than I'd like to hear. While waiting, I get a notification of a picture back from Eamon, putting the phone on speaker so I can respond.
What the fuck is that? Are those penis shaped chocolates?
Wow, did you get yours molded for those?
The text practically types itself and sends.
Oh, honey, if I had, you'd barely be able to fit one in your pretty mouth. But you already know that. ;)
My cheeks warm, remembering just how true that is. The reminder of him, hot and heavy in my mouth, makes heat bloom between my legs, but I'm not letting him distract me.
Get something else. I won't eat those.
Then Bel's bright, chiming voice returns, "Tell me everything."
Everythingwould be too much.
