“And, do you like you-know-who?”
“He isn’t Voldemort, you can say his name. And no, I don’t. I just want to fuck himandfuck him up.”
“Okay, then it’s just a sex thing.”
“A what?”
“The man is sex on a stick. Of course he’d make your hormones squirm with want. You like Oli, but you want to bang Alexander. There’s a pretty simple remedy to this.”
“What?”
“You need to fuck Alexander out of your system.” Her matter-of-fact tone isn’t enough to sell it.
“Yeah, right. I have to fuck my boss to get over him. I don’t see how that could backfire,” I sarcastically say. “Brilliant plan, blondie. Call me again when another one of those moronic brain farts comes to you.”
“I’m the one experienced in wanting assholes, remember? You need to fuck them to get over them. If you’re lucky, he’ll be amazing at it, and you’ll have to do it a couple of times. Or he’ll suck, and all the sex appeal will fade away.”
There’s a moment of silence where I try to figure out if she’s pulling my leg. I might be inexperienced in these matters, but this sounds like a terrible plan. “Are you seriously suggesting that I should fuck my boss?”
“Yes, I am.”
“Aren’t you a lawyer or something? Don’t you see how terribly this could end?”
“Babe, this is the twenty-first century. I don’t see why two consenting adults who want to bang each other can’t indulge. Make sure he’s on the same wavelength, and just fuck him. Or let him fuck you. Regardless of who’s fucking who, have his dick in you.”
“How long has it been since you last got laid?”
“It’s been almost two months.”
“Ah, makes sense… You’re the one who needs a good dicking. Not me.”
“Yeah, I know. I’m working on that. But that doesn’t mean I’m wrong, Dee. I’ve had flings like that, and I swear, physical attraction always wears off. It always has for me, at least.”
I can’t believe I’m still entertaining her idea, but I ask, “What are the chances it’ll actually work?”
“Since it’s just sex, it will work. Just might take a few tries.”
I whimper, hating that I’m genuinely considering her advice. What if that’s all it takes? A few naked cardio sessions with Lex, and then he’s out from under my skin so Oli can take his place.
“Well, I can hear you’re calculating every possibility, so I’ll leave you to it,” Kate says. “If you need to talk some more, call me in the morning, babe.”
“Hmm… You know I hate you for putting this idea in my head, right?”
“Yep, I figured you would. You know me, though. I tell it like it is.”
“And I love you for that. Sweet dreams, blondie.”
“Sweet dreams, Deedee.”
As I lie down in my bed, still wearing my date clothes, I wonder if I reached it yet—the point where I regret moving here, taking that new job, meeting those new people…
My life was boring before, yes. But it was also so much simpler.
Chapter 15
God has a terrible sense of humor and obviously has it out for me. There’s no denying both those statements when I enter the elevator the next morning and see Lex in it. He gives me one of those icy looks before deciding I ought to be ignored again.
But then Oli gets in, and I nearly snort at the improbability of the situation.It fucking figures…
