Hopping off the wall, she went to thrust it toward him.“We could share.”
“Oh, we could, huh?”he asked, looking at the candy while she eyed his bottle.“What’s the biggest lie you ever told?”
“Uh… is this information in exchange for the wine or are we getting to know each other?”
“Whichever doesn’t end with you pissed at me,” he said, narrowing his eyes.“You get haughty fast.”
“I’m not haughty,” she said, waving her lollipop at him.“Okay, biggest lie…” She gestured around.“Everything is confidential in our little corner, right?”
“Sure is.”
“That I wasn’t having an affair with a married guy.”
“When you were?”he asked.
The emotional kind, not the physical.She’d been too young and naïve to recognize it for what it was and that it still counted.
Gesturing at him with her lollipop again, she really needed the wine now.“It was a long time ago.”
“A long time ago?Can’t have been that long ago.How old are you?”
“One question.One drink.”Because the ones she’d already consumed had a lot to answer for.She never talked about Spencer with anyone.Ever.She opened her hand toward the wine.“Bottle.”
To keep the mood playful, light, she deliberately exaggerated the batting of her lashes.
He was nice enough to play along and laugh at her silliness.“Okay, Candy Girl,” he said, handing over the bottle.
It surprised her a little that he actually took the lollipop and stuck it in his cheek.
She nestled herself in the corner where the walls met to slurp the wine.“What about you?”she asked, noticing his long, slow lick on the candy.
Whoa, boy.
“Now who’s thinking with their cock?”he asked.
His teasing widened her smile.“I’ve been in an oral drought for a while.”
“Boyfriend no good at it?”
“Boyfriend cheated on me…” No one could say karma didn’t have a sense of humor.She drank more wine.“She can have him, I’m not missing much.”
“Ouch,” he said.“It doesn’t sting?”
“It’s humiliating, sure, but I’m happy I learned his true character before I did something crazy…”
“Like procreate?”
Disgust shuddered through her.“No, thank you, no.”Opening her mouth, she filled her lungs.“Freedom is all I need.I knew it before him.I need a wild phase.”
“A wild phase?”With a nod, she took the bottle to her lips.“What does that look like?”
“I have three dates next week,” she said.His brows rose.“Yep.I’m going to be young and wild.Men of the world, look out!”
“Like a quick-fire audition process?Find your groom in three easy dates?”
“Groom?”Been there.Done that.Never again.“Are you kidding?We don’t need to be coupled up.We can be free and single and happy.It’s possible.”Or so she’d heard.“Why would sex be so much fun if we weren’t supposed to experience it?”
“You can have sex in a relationship.Ideally, you should.I’ve heard it’s recommended.”
