Page 21 of Holiday Rescue


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SLOANE: Dickmatized?

RILEY: When the dick is so good you lose your mind.

SLOANE: Could have also been the five orgasms he gave me today.

RILEY: In one day?

SLOANE: Is that not normal?

RILEY: No, babe, that is not normal. I think I’m going to have to slide into his brothers’ DM’s

That makes me laugh.

SLOANE: What’s normal then? Because he’s telling me he’s planning on giving me more tonight.

RILEY: Of course, you’re stuck in a blizzard with a sex god. Two or three is generally good.

SLOANE: Oh, he is most definitely above average. I was scared.

RILEY: Girl! That’s it, I’m DMing his brothers now. Whoever takes the bait is mine.

SLOANE: Stop. No.

RILEY: I’m proud of you, girl.

SLOANE: I’m proud of me, too. He’s so nice. Like I didn’t realize men could be like this.

RILEY: What, have a heart?

SLOANE: Yeah, something like that. I can’t believe how long I wasted with Chett. I’m embarrassed for myself.

RILEY: Babe. Don’t feel like that. You didn’t know. You were in love.

SLOANE: The thing is, I did know, but I was so scared to lose him because if I didn’t have Chett, then who was I?

RILEY: You’re fucking Sloane Winters, my best friend and the most awesome person in the world.

I love her.

SLOANE: I’m so glad I busted Chett cheating and didn’t marry his ass.

RILEY: Me too.

SLOANE: Guess the world is my oyster now.

RILEY: It is, babe. But don’t worry about having a plan, enjoy what the universe provided for you, the hottest rebound ever.

SLOANE: Does feel like divine intervention.

RILEY: Enjoy it while you can. The mess of everything else will still be here when you get home.

She’s right.

SLOANE: I love you.

RILEY: Love you too, Boo. Stay nasty, my girl.

“Everything okay?” Jax asks, sliding the bowl of soup onto the coffee table.