Page 32 of Heartbreaker

Chapter 12

Ashley

I look at my phone, it’s been awhile since he texted me back, so I send him a joke asking if he’s busy in the bathroom. I smile just thinking about how his face must look right now. I think the reason Jackson and I get along so well is because neither one of us are serious and we both like to play with each other. Actually, his fun side is a bit of a surprise to me, I thought he was really buttoned up and straight, but he isn’t that person at all.

Last night was everything I wanted and more than I could have hoped it would be. You always worry that they will be shit in bed, but I can certainly tick that off my list. Good in bed—check.

My phone beeps, putting the chocolate piping bag down I grab my phone.

Jackson: LOL very funny, my hands were busy working… typing on my computer, but know this, you will make that up to me. I had a hard-on while interviewing prospective staff members, which is not fun.

Ashley: Now that’s funny. More than happy to make it up to you;)

“Look who has finally come back to us,” Taylor shouts through the open back door, nodding her head for me to follow her to the front of the shop. Putting my phone in my apron pocket, I follow.

I look at the face of one of our customers that has been coming to the shop since it opened. “So, is our chocolate good enough for you again?” I ask with the biggest smile as I walk over to Ethan to give him a hug. “Where have you been?” He has not been in the shop in three weeks. “Taylor and I started to get worried we’d lost our favourite customer.” I walk back around the counter as another customer walks in.

“Just been really busy with University, but I’m on top of it now so I’ll be here all the time again,” Ethan says leaning on the counter.

“So what treat are you looking for?” I ask him, as Taylor assists the harried looking woman and her child.

“Can I have something special, I have a date tonight,” he says looking away from me shyly. As soon as the other customer leaves the shop, Taylor starts.

“Is she hot? Does she look like she will be good between the sheets? Do you need me to give you notes again?” Taylor asks him.

The last time he had a girl he really liked he told us after the third date that he was going to make his move. Now, we have known Ethan for a year, he’s like a little brother to us, so we are always trying to help him.

Then there is the Taylor style of help. There was a Friends episode where Chandler went to Monica and Rachel for advice, and they drew on a notepad then numbered the areas, well, Taylor thought it would be even better to give him a class. No she didn’t have sex with him. She told Ethan to come to the shop once it was closed and we would help him. At the time I had no idea what the hell she was planning, but one thing I have learnt from my best friend, it will always be a lesson to remember.

So that night Ethan came to the shop, and Taylor brought a blow-up sex doll and her vibrators. I couldn’t stop laughing for about ten minutes, poor Ethan looked terrified and by the look on his face he was wondering where the fuck he had come.

So that night Taylor showed him how to treat a woman in bed, where his hands should be, what he should be doing with them when he kissed her neck. It was a two-hour lesson, not going to lie, listening to Taylor talk turned me on in a way it really shouldn’t have. I still have the blow-up sex doll in my wardrobe in my bedroom.

The next day Ethan came to the shop and thanked us because his night was amazing, so now he tells us about all his dates. That’s what big sisters are for right?

“Trust me, I remember everything you two taught me, thanks. I met her in the library, I was studying late, and I started chatting to her and we hit it off.” Ethan tells us the story about how they just clicked and have been meeting at the library every night, but tonight he is taking her out.

“You can’t go wrong with chocolate covered strawberries,” I tell him, opening a box up for him.

I look up at the door as a delivery man with white lilies in his hand walks in. “I’m looking for Ashley.” He looks at me and Taylor.

“That’s me,” I say. He hands me the flowers. I look for the card. Nothing. They must be off Jackson, smiling I take out my phone to send him a message.

Ashley: Thank you so much for the flowers x

He must have his phone on him as I get a message straight away.

Jackson: I didn’t send you any flowers, I was going to buy some when I finished work.

I show the message to Taylor and she looks at me in shock, it’s happening again. Putting my phone away I finish getting everything ready for Ethan, but my hands are shaking slightly.

“Thanks, Ashley, I’ll be back. I’m not going to leave it as long next time.” He pays, gives us both a wink, and leaves.

My phone vibrates again in my pocket.

Jackson: Do I have competition?

“You going to tell Jackson about this?” Taylor asks, as I type my message back to him.