“You actually passed out?” Lindsey asked.
Abby nodded. “I think so. At least for a couple of seconds.”
“How many times?” Lindsey asked.
“Five.”
“You had five orgasms?” Naomi asked.
Abby’s eyes widened and she glanced around. Naomi hadn’t yelled, but she hadn’t whispered either. Abby didn’t need Mr. McGaw, the history teacher, knowing her business. Thankfully, he was doing his sudoku in the corner and not paying them any attention.
“Could you not yell? We had sex five times. I came more than that.”
They both gaped at her. “What?” Lindsey asked.
“I know! Right? I’m still sore.”
“Now you’re just bragging and being mean,” Naomi said.
Abby’s phone rang and she checked the screen before answering. “Hey, Mom.”
“Hey, sweetie. I wanted to let you know I picked Will up early. The daycare called and said he was running a low fever.”
“Do you need me to come home?”
“No, I’ve got it covered.”
She felt a tap on her arm and glanced up at Naomi, who mouthed is everything okay? She moved her phone away from her mouth. “Will has a fever.”
“What, honey?” Her mom asked.
“Nothing, I was just telling Naomi and Lindsey that Will has a fever.”
“Oh, say hi for me. I’ll see you when you get home. Around four, right?”
“Probably a little earlier than that. Olivia and I don’t have any after-school activities, so we should be able to leave as soon as last period is over. I can review assignments at home.”
“Okay, I’ll see you then. Love you.”
“Love you too.” Abby ended the call and set her phone face down on the table.
“Is Will okay?” Lindsey asked.
“Oh, yeah. His daycare is a little militant on temperature. Anything over 99.1 and one of us gets called,” Abby said.
“Why’d they call your mom?” Naomi asked.
“She’s listed as the first contact for emergencies. It makes more sense since I’m going to call her to pick him up anyway.”
“Cool. Can we go back to you bragging about your sexcapades?” Lindsey set her elbow on the table and rested her chin in her hand.
“Oh my god. No.” Abby felt the heat rising up her neck.
“Why not?” Lindsey all but whined.
“For one, this is not the place or time,” she said in a harsh whisper. “For another…it’s private. Just accept that it was the best sex I’ve ever had and that’s all you’re getting.”
“Was it as good as you imagine the sex in your favorite MC book to be?” Naomi teased.
