“Damn, Carly, slow down, we just started,” Roxy chastises as she refills my glass.
“You have no idea how crazy this week has been,” I protest as I take another sip of my refilled glass of merlot.
“Aside from Ava’s finger, what else happened?” Margie asks. The entire building, of course, knew within twelve hours that Ava had sprained her middle finger. They’ve brought candy, stuffed animals, and Cam even made her a pink, sparkly muffin, which she immediately had to video chat share with all her friends, in addition to asking if I can post it on my social media. No one prepared me for this part of parenting.
“Well, aside from the whole finger fiasco, Bray walked in on me while I was naked, as in, no clothes, full frontal,” I state, sipping more wine.
Cam’s eyes widen. “Wow. What did he say?”
I roll my eyes. “He apologized, of course. I think the poor man was in shock for a good twenty seconds.”
Cam and Roxy exchange a look.
“It’s not like that. Plus, he’s a doctor. He sees naked people all day,” I say, trying to fight my blush.
“But not ones that he’s good friends with,” Jocelyn points out.
“Yeah, friends, just friends,” I counter.
“Did you chat with anyone on the app yet?” Cornelia asks, changing the subject.
“Not yet,” I admit.
“My dear, you just need a good dicking,” Cornelia says as she pats my arm.
“Aunt Cornelia!” Piper says as her cheeks turn pink.
“What? She does. I mean, seriously, how long has your dry spell been? A woman can’t live on vibrators alone,” Cornelia continues.
I hate agreeing, but the woman isn’t wrong. However, there is absolutely no way that I will admit out loud to anyone that whenever I use mine, I’m thinking of Bray.
I shake my head a little. “Well, maybe I’ll fire it up when we get to Italy,” I say, hoping to appease her.
She smirks. “I once fucked an Italian man. Best damn sex of my life.”
Piper groans, and Cornelia winks at her.
Margie starts laughing. “You fucked two of them. Don’t you remember?”
Cornelia frowns and then smiles a knowing smile. “I forgot about that time. I was talking about the time I went wild right after I was widowed.”
“Oh, I forgot about that one. What was his name? He was delicious,” Margie says.
“Wait! You had a threesome with two Italian men in addition to fucking another one?” Cam asks.
Cornelia nods. “Margie and I may have had an old ladies gone wild adventure after our husbands died. We went on a tour of Europe and spent four days in Italy. A lot of wine was consumed, and the rest is a little hazy.”
“Holy shit! I hope our wedding is up to your standards,” Cam teases.
“I’m too old for that level of bedroom activity now,” Cornelia assures her. We all chuckle.
“Now, back to Bray ogling your naked body,” Jocelyn says, turning to face me.
I roll my eyes. “It was seriously just…nothing. No big deal. It was actually awkward as fuck.”
“Was your bush under control at least?” Cam asks.
I glare at her. “I was…trimmed.”
