“It’s okay,” I say, smiling at both of them. “I’m not holding out for marriage or anything. It just hasn’t happened for me yet.”
“Not even with Miles? Is he not into women or something because you’re hot, McNamara.”
“He’s definitely into women. We did… some stuff, but when I told him I was ready and it was my first time, that’s when he told me he’d been traded.” I take another drink before continuing. “We both decided not to pursue a long-distance relationship.”
“But youwantto have sex?”
“Jesus, Kamryn,” Sulley groans, massaging her temples. “You’re so damn pushy.”
“I’m not pushy. I just want my girl here to get some dick if she wants it.”
I can’t hold back my giggle. “I would like some dick. I have an extensive supply of toys, but I’d really like to have the real thing.”
“Why didn’t you do it with the QB then?”
My nose scrunches. “He said he’d feel like a jerk taking my virginity and then leaving for Chicago.”
Kam offers me a smile. “That was actually really decent of him.”
“He’s a good guy,” I tell her honestly. “But I can’t help but feel like he thought I might get clingy or something. You know, since it would have been my first time.”
“I can see that,” Sulley adds thoughtfully.
“It’s like there’s this virginity albatross hanging around my neck. I wish I could just do it and get it over with so I don’t have to worry anymore about having that whole discussion with someone I’m dating.”
Kam flashes Sulley a smug grin. “See? She wants the dick. She just needs to find an appropriate dick to defile her.”
Sulley rams a shoulder against her friend’s. “Swear to god, I have no idea what to do with you sometimes.”
“Your undying devotion is all I require,” she coos like a smartass before turning back to me and announcing, “Jordie, you need to bang the suit.”
I’d just taken another drink and had to jerk my napkin to my mouth to keep from spewing it all over the table. “The… You mean Phoenix?” The question squeaks out of me, causing me to sound suspiciously like a mouse.
“Yep,” she confirms. “He’s hot and older. He’ll definitely know how to pop that cherry and make it good for you.”
“B-but,” I stammer, “he wouldnever.”
“Oh, but he would,” Sulley contradicts. “The man has looked over here at least forty times since you got here.”
“He has n—” The word is cut short when I look up to find Phoenix staring directly at me. Dammit. I jerk my gaze away from his piercing blue one.
“Are you attracted to him?” Kam asks, her voice softer and laced with concern.
“Well, I mean, look at him.” I risk another quick glance. Yep, still looking at me. “Of course I’m attracted to him. I’m a virgin, not dead.”
“You know,” Sulley muses, “despite being Kam’s psycho scheme, losing your virginity to Phoenix isn’t a half-bad idea. I’m sure he’s experienced, and that’s exactly what you need. You don’t want some young buck fumbling around down there looking for your sweet spot.”
At the thought of Phoenix’s long fingers between my legs, said sweet spot throbs. I mentally tell it to cut the shit.
“My sister once told me the younger guys couldn’t find a clit if they had Indiana Jones guiding them around a vagina,” I say, and the other two women burst into laughter.
“Ladies,” the waiter says, appearing beside our table again. From his smirk, I’m ninety-nine percent sure he heard what I just said. “Looks like we’re having a good time here. More drinks?”
Kam holds up three fingers. “A round of cherry bomb shots.” Then she elbows me in the ribs and grins. “With extra cherries.”
The more we drink, the more I agree with Sulley and Kamryn, and by the time we’re done with our meals, I’ve decided sleeping with Phoenix Hale sounds like a damn fine idea.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
