“Go on, like what?” Gracie raises her brows at her sister.
“Well for starters I wouldn’t share my chocolate, pick up your shit or have a threesome with any of you. No matter how much you begged.”
Oh my god. Trust Blair to say something socrude. I love her dry sense of humour so much, no matter the situation she always knows how to cheer us up, she has us all in stitches.
“Fair enough, I won’t ask again,” Blair says between breathes of laughter.
“I wouldn’t expect anything less from you Blair,” Fallon adds. “Hey, what ever happened between you and Jenson? Have you seen him recently?”
Jenson? I’ve heard them speak about him before but didn’t know Blair had a thing with him.
“Our time ran out, so we went our separate ways. I do miss his dick though.” She stares off dreamily. Obviously imagining the dick she is missing.
“I don’t get it, why can’t you just be together? You got on well enough,” Fallon asks confused.
“Yeah we got on because we didn’t let our mouths do the talking. Well, we did use our mouths, but you know what I mean.”
“Good lord, I don’t need to know all of this.” Gracie exaggerates, looking ready to puke.
“Behave, you knew exactly what we were getting up to.”
“Yes, because I could hear it in every room of the bloody house,” Gracie huffs, turning away from her sister.
“Oh you dirty girl you,” Fallon laughs.
“Do you know what’s weird?” I ask the girls. “I don’t even remember having sex, I’m like a born-again virgin.”
“Fuck off!”
“What!”
“You’re kidding me!”
They all say at once, I don’t even know who said what.
“Honestly, I have random dreams sometimes of being close to someone, but I never see their face or ever make it that far into the dream. It’s so strange,” I admit. Feeling slightly embarrassed, my cheeks heat under the face mask.
“Well, that’s the sadist fucking thing I ever did hear. We need to get you a fuck buddy to remedy this immediately,” Blair exclaims, I don’t think I have ever seen so much passion on her face before. Trust it to be over sex.
“No!” Fallon barks out. Making us all freeze at her sudden outburst. The sisters look at her guiltily but I’m just sat here confused.
“Why?” Not that I want to go and bed any random, but I need to know why she is so against it.
“You said we can’t bombard you with information, and we haven’t. please just trust me on this, don’t sleep with anyone yet,” She tells me sadly.
What type of request is that? Is it wrong that I feel agitated that’s she’s trying to dictate my sex life now? Has this something to do with the boyfriend I had before?
I should feel guilty, but its hard to feel any certain way about a man you don’t remember.
“Okay,” Is all I say, as words evade me. My mind is spinning, should I have met with him? I don’t think it’s something I can do yet.
The alarm for the pizza goes off in the kitchen so we all jump up to avoid the awkwardness I created in the living room. Together we get all the food and drinks ready, wash our face masks off and flick on a romcom.
After we have eaten, I check my phone seeing a text there from an unsaved number. I don’t check my phone much, as I don’t really have anyone to speak to other than the three in this room.
Unknown– Hi gorgeous. It’s Jack from earlier today. Are you free at all tomorrow for that coffee date?
Maya– I thought we agreed it wasn’t a date?
Jack– Okay… does a coffee meetup sound better? You’re a tough one to crack. I’d love to get to know you more.
What the hell have I got myself into. He was one fine specimen of a man though, maybe I do need to do the deed and get it out of the way. Jack isn’t exactly bad to look at.
Maya- Ha, you have no idea. Yes, that sounds good to me, I’m free tomorrow afternoon.
Jack– Perfect. I will message you tomorrow.
Wow I feel sick. I don’t know if it’s nerves orexcitement. Maybe both? Seeing somebody who doesn’t know me for a change feels freeing. I don’t have to pretend to be someone that I’m not. Putting on this façade all the time is eating me alive.
