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“Oh,” I say, drinking my coffee to coat the ache crawling up my throat.
She moves closer to me and rests her head on my shoulder. “So, was Shane’s dick as big as I hope?”
I nearly spit out the sip I just took and laugh. “Umm. It’s really thick.”
Natalie sits up straight, grabbing onto my biceps. “What aren’t you saying? Are you saying he has a small dick?”
“I just said it was thick.”
“Thick, but not long? Like what? A chode?”
Jerking back at the unexpected word, I push her off me and then pause. “Does chode mean it’s short?”
“Yeah, kind of. Like it's thicker than it is long.”
A flush spreads down my neck. “Oh… then yeah.”
“Oh my god,” Natalie gasps. She blinks at the wall behind my bed. “I would have thought for sure he would be slinging. He’s got that whole Viking vibe to me.”
“Believe me, it still hurt going in my ass.”
“SHUT THE FUCK UP!” she screeches. I wince at her volume, staring at her in shock.
Natalie’s eyes roam over me as if looking for some kind of change or injury. “No way you lost your anal virginity before me.”
I chuckle. “Want to see the video?”
“Uh duh, bitch. Why were we even talking if you had this gold?”
Reaching over for my phone, I go to hand it to her but pull it away as she reaches for it. “Swear this never leaves this room. As in…you don’t mention Shane’s size or Keegan’s piercings to anyone?”
Natalie squeals, clapping her hands excitedly. “Piercings? You think he would fuck me if I presented myself as an option?”
“I don’t know. Will he who-must-not-be-mentioned kill him if he finds out?”
She glares at the very mention of the man that shattered her heart, but yet is still utterly obsessed with her. “What he doesn’t know will probably save lives.”
I grin, tossing my phone into her lap and going back to my food.
Did I Stutter? Burn It
I wasn’t expecting the invitation in the mail so soon. Or actually hand delivered by my brother with a pitying grimace. I stand there staring at his outstretched arm for a few moments, not wanting to accept it, as if it will change the contents inside.
The cream cardstock decorated with blush colored flowers makes me sick. It fuels me with such fury that I don’t know if I want to cry, scream, or hit something. A pathetic part of me hoped they wouldn’t go through with it. That Jared had some decency after a decade together, that my mother and sister cared enough about me to not do such a thing.
I’m clutching the counter so hard the skin around my knuckles has turned white. A sob escapes my throat before I can stop it, tears dropping onto the cold granite.
“Hey…” Nick says, rubbing my back. “It’s okay, Jen. You’re allowed to be upset.”
I shake my head, rolling my shoulders so he removes his touch.
Tilting my head back, I blink up at my ceiling and push off the counter. “I don’t want to be upset. They don’t deserve that reaction from me. I just—” I shrug, swallowing the lump in my throat as I stare at my brother.
Nick’s watery eyes almost set off my own tears again. He folds his arms across his chest and leans against the island. “Thought they were better people than that?”
“How are they not embarrassed?” I ask, picking up the invitation. I glance over the details again and set it down. “Mother cares so much about her image. She has to know people are talking about Jared dumping me and marrying my sister only a few months later.”
He scoffs. “Whatever her princess wants, her princess gets.”
