Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 152064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 760(@200wpm)___ 608(@250wpm)___ 507(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 152064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 760(@200wpm)___ 608(@250wpm)___ 507(@300wpm)
“You and Tally seem good,” she observes.
“We are,” I agree.
“Do you think she’s it for you?” she asks softly.
Tally pirouettes to the next cushion, closing in on the cheesecake. “She’s everything my life has been missing.”
“I’m proud of the way you take care of her.” She hugs my arm. “It was the right time for you.”
“It feels like it.”
It’s terrifying. It’s amazing.
But fear scratches the back of my mind.
What if she loses faith in me?
What if one day I’m not enough and she doesn’t want to keep me the way I do her?
CHAPTER 38
TALLY
Flip
Just got home. Showering, then heading your way.
Tally
Can’t wait! See you soon!
“He’s coming over!” I announce. “First he has to shower, though.”
Fee and Cammie jump around and squeal with excitement.
“Should we leave now?” Fee’s eyes are saucers.
“He’ll probably be about forty minutes.” It’s past rush hour, so the traffic won’t be the worst, but it’s still twenty-five minutes on a good day, plus shower time.
“Want help with the candles?” Cammie asks.
“That’d be great.”
“Thanks for going shopping with me,” I say as we each tackle a section of the living room. Yesterday afternoon, we went to the mall for mani-pedis, along with Enid, and they helped me pick new lingerie. Flip has been exceptionally attentive during this away series. Every day he’s been away, he’s sent me a little something to let me know he’s thinking of me. He calls me first thing in the morning and at the end of the day. The evening phone calls are the ones where he tells me how much he misses me and can’t wait to kiss every inch of me.
“You know how much I love a good girls’ day,” Fee says with a soft, wistful smile.
“We all need a break from the studying, and time with friends is so important,” Cammie adds.
Once we’re finished lighting the candles, they follow me to the bathroom and Fee helps me with my eyeliner because my hands are shaking.
“He’s way into you. The flowers, hoodie, and the Just Desserts delivery are all proof. So whatever happens, just remember to have fun.” Fee hugs me.
“I will.” I’m a bag of excited nerves.
“You’ve got this.” Cammie takes me by the shoulders, her expression serious. “Channel your inner Arwen.”
“Channel my inner Arwen,” I repeat.
“I’m sexy and I know it,” Fee sings while doing the most awkward hip shimmy.
“But seriously, you are sexy,” Cammie adds.
“And bendy,” I joke. But I’m not really kidding.
They hug me again, and Fee grabs her overnight bag. They wait until I’ve scooped up Parsnip before they slip out the door.
I boop him on the nose. “No trouble tonight, you hear me? Do not stare into Flip’s soul while he’s eating my pussy. It’s awkward.”
Parsnip does a backflip out of my arms and runs down the hall, yowling angrily at the closed door. He gives up a few seconds later, waddles past me with his nose in the air, and hops lithely into his cat tree, curling up in the basket at the top with his back to me.
I don’t have time to placate him. I need to get the rest of me ready. Tonight could be the night. Flip has mentioned wanting me to dance for him again. What’s better than dancing in sexy lingerie, which he can peel off my body afterward?
I put the champagne in the bucket and set the artfully arranged chocolate-covered strawberries next to it before I return to my bedroom to change. My new lingerie is the same maroon that acts as an accent color on the Terror jerseys, while also being sheer and flowy.
Once I’m dressed, and my teeth are brushed, I grab all but one of my favorite fun-time toys out of my nightstand and arrange them on my bed. I stare at the circle of fun, debating. Now is the time to pull out all the stops. I retrieve the final item and set it in the center.
Parsnip trots in and hops up on my bed, but immediately puffs up, yowls, and does a backflip to the floor, scurrying out of my room. My vibrator always freaks him out.
I shrug into the satin robe that came with my pretty lingerie, cinch it at the waist, and take a deep, calming breath. “You’ve got this, Tally. You’ve given Flip plenty of hand jobs, you’ve dry fucked, and played slip ‘n’ slide with your fun parts.” That was fun. “He tells you how much he wants you all the time. Your mind, heart, and body are all ready for the next step.” I shake out my hands and roll my head on my shoulders.
I could use some water.
I’m halfway to the kitchen when there’s a knock at the door.
“He’s here!” I change directions, expecting Parsnip to join me, but he’s probably still traumatized by the vibrator sighting.
I take a steadying breath and throw open the door. I try to adopt a casual, sexy lean, but Parsnip pokes his head around the corner, forcing me to tug Flip inside.