Our Way

“I’ll let you shower.” He leaves the room and, oh man, I feel like a bitch. I shower as quickly as I can and then throw my pajamas on before I walk out to find Nathan already in bed. He’s lying on his side with his back to me.

“You’re not reading tonight?” I ask.

“I’m tired.”

“Okay.” I switch off the lamp and climb in behind him. I’m unsure if I should touch him or not.

“Cuddle my back,” he murmurs.

I smile and snuggle up to his back. I kiss it. “Good night, Nathe.”

“Night, babe.”

* * *

“Okay, we have a serious fucking issue on our hands right now.” Jolie sighs.

“What is it now?” Brooke rolls her eyes.

We are at a café just around the corner from work. Jolie called an emergency lunch meeting and they came and met me.

“I can’t stop thinking about him. I literally can’t stop thinking about him.”

“Oh, this is bad.” I sigh.

Brooke frowns as she looks between us. “Who are we talking about?”

“Santiago.” I huff.

“Oh God.” Brooke winces. “Why? I’m trying my hardest to forget that shit.” She fake shivers. “I’m scarred for life.”

Jolie’s eyes come to me in question.

“I get it, Jo. He was hot. And those movies… they were hot too,” I say to comfort her. “I totally get it.”

“I’ve called him, and we are going out,” Jolie announces.

“What?” Brooke gasps.

“Why?” I ask. “What could you possibly achieve from that?”

“I want to be fucked like that,” she blurts out.

The people on the table next to us look over, and I giggle. “Will you keep it down?” I whisper.

“It’s all I think about, it’s all I dream about. I need this fuck.”

“Are you kidding me?” Brooke whispers. ?

?He’s going to film you having sex and show it to other women.”

“I don’t care.”

“Oh God.” Brooke and I roll our eyes.

“We are going out.”

I shake my head, unable to believe this situation. “What’s that code for?” I ask.