Stepping inside the elevator, I hit the button for the basement and dug my phone from my pocket.
Luke:What are you doing tomorrow night?
It wasn’t even eight on a Monday morning so I wasn’t expecting a reply, so when it chirped as I reached my car I dropped my phone on the concrete only to pick it up and see a crack across the screen. But reading her response, a smile broke out across my face too and suddenly Monday wasn’t looking as bad.
Charlotte:You
13
CHARLOTTE
Tomorrow wasthe night with Luke.
Foreplay felt like it’d been going forever.
Even though we’d only had two official dates, we’d been talking each day even if it was just exchanging texts sent on the run.
I should’ve been scared but for some reason, I wasn’t.
With only twenty-four hours to go, I had my first freak out. I felt like a skank. It hadn’t been that long since I’d had another guy's ring on my finger and here I was fantasizing about getting down and dirty with someone else. It wasn’t that I loved Todd anymore, any feelings I had for him were dead and buried the moment I found his flavor of the week strutting around in my wedding dress, but still I felt like shit.
“Am I a ho?”
“And hello to you, Charlotte,” Hannah replied with a chuckle.
“Don't laugh at me. Am I a big fat whore bag?” I asked again, taking the bottle of wine from the fridge and filling a glass.
“Hell no! Why the hell would you say that?”
“Because I like Luke. And I was engaged to Todd …”
“Who was a cheating douche canoe who didn’t appreciate your awesomeness,” Hannah finished.
That’s what best friends were for. Trashing the guy who fucked you over and not batting an eyelid when they did. Even a million months pregnant, I had no doubt that if Todd popped his head up from whatever hole he was hiding in, Hannah would chop it off and not even bat an eyelid.
“But what if I sleep with Luke?”
“Do you want to sleep with Luke?”
“Uh ...um …” The words caught in my throat. I wasn’t sure why it was so hard to admit.
“That’s a yes. Charlotte, you’re a beautiful, smart, sexy woman. If you want to get naked with Luke, then do it. No one’s judging you …”
“I’m judging me,” I said and that was the problem. I was judging me, and I’d decided I was a ho.
“Well stop. If you like Luke and he likes you, then enjoy. No one’s saying you have to marry the guy or even go back for seconds. Remember, classy women like us don’t have one-night stands. We have auditions. It’s not our fault if they don’t get a call back.”
“That’s terrible advice.”
“But I made you smile.”
“How do you know?”
“Because I know you. And I was waiting to see how long until I got this call.”
“I hate you sometimes.”
“No, you don’t. You love me. Just stop thinking so hard and go have some fun, Charlotte. Hopefully Luke has the equipment to make sure you do and if he doesn’t, you’ll be disappointed and move on.”
