“He was… you know, pleasuring himself.” I stumble as I cover my face with my hands. Oh my god.
“WHAT! Holy motherfucking shit. When? Oh, my god, that’s why he called to ask if I’d check up on you. He sounded funny on the phone but I didn’t stop to think that something might’ve actually happened between you guys.”
“You mean you’ve spoken to Luke? But he didn’t tell you? Gabby, it only happened this morning.”
“No, he’s much better at hiding things from me than you are. You’re so easy to read.” True, which is exactly why I’ve been hiding outside where no one can find me.
“I’m so embarrassed, Gabby. I don’t know what to do.”
“Okay, so calm yourself. You’ve been naked in front of plenty of people before, why is it different this time? Hell, I’ve walked in on you naked so many times you’d think I was waiting outside your door 24/7 for you to strip. You’ve never been embarrassed in front of me.”
Well, yeah but it’s not the same. We both have all the same bits, as immature as that sounds. “You’re a girl?”
It’s more of a guess than a solid answer to her question. The truth is I don’t know the reason behind my awkwardness. Maybe it’s because Luke is a gorgeous reincarnation of a Greek god and I’m… well, I’m certainly not a goddess. It’s all round intimidating.
“Yeah, that’s not it. Try again.”
“Honestly, I don’t know. I just know that I feel uncomfortable in my body whenever Luke is around.”
“Oh, yep. Now we’re getting somewhere.” Her voice alone scares me, it’s her conspiring voice.
“No-no, don’t you dare. You’re not allowed to do that voice with me. Don’t think I don’t know that tone.” I sass right back to Gabby.
“Has someone got a little crush, Tash?”
“Pfft.” Fuck, what’d I do that for? ‘Pfft’ is like the universal sign for ‘what I’m about to say is bullshit’. “What I mean is, no someone has not. There’s no crushes in this house. There’s no crushes in sight. Everything is strictly crush free.”
“Okay, if you say so.” Phew. “So have you just skipped straight to like-liking him?” She bursts into a fit of giggles and I swear I’ve never been so close to hanging up on her in my life.
“I’m going to go now.”
“No, wait. What do you want me to say to Luke when he rings me back later?”
“Tell him to go to hell, on my behalf of course.”
“Um, no I’d rather not.”
“Fine, tell him to grow a pair of balls and come talk to me himself, unless he’s afraid I’ll bite them off.”
“Hmph, yeah I’m not going to say that either. Hey! How was his dick? I’ve always been curious.” I frown not liking the thought of anyone else thinking so intimately about Luke.
“GABBY!” I whisper shout, not wanting to draw any attention to the conversation I’m a part of right now. I’m in a public park for Christ’s sake.
“What? You can’t blame a girl for being curious. Your lack of answer, by the way, says loads. Either it was microscopic and not worth mentioning or it was massive, like too big to fit in this conversation M-A-S-S-I-V-E.”
“Oh my god. I can’t even,” I hate that I’m laughing at her when she’s being a lil’ bitch but that’s just Gabby being Gabby.
“I knew you’d fall for him, just like I knew he’d fall for you. I’ll let Luke know that you’re thinking about his balls. Talk soon, okay?”
“Gabb-” And she hung up. That stone-cold bitch.
Wait, did she say Luke was falling for me? Ugh, I don’t have time for this right now. Looking at my watch I decide I’ll have to postpone this freak out until later. I exit the park and make my way to work.
I read somewhere that sunshine helps to improve moods. So as soon as I caught sight of today’s rays I thought I’d give it a shot. I’ve been sitting in the park for just over two hours soaking up the last of today’s sunshine. I was only reading but I had already started to feel myself relaxing. Until Gabby rang that is.
Having an extra uniform in my locker saves me from making the trek all the way home before I start my shift at the restaurant. I throw it on, wave hello to some of my co-workers, the ones I actually like, and then prepare myself for a long ass shift.
The shift is broken up nicely when my manager comes into the kitchen an hour later asking me into her office. Stevie isn’t the easiest person to get along with. If she likes you, you’re blessed. If she doesn’t, you’re screwed, and she’ll let you know it. Me, she seems to like, well, my cooking anyway.
