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All I can hear is my own heartbeat thumping wildly in my chest as both of our bodies lay motionless against one another. And as soon as he wets his lips, I tilt my chin up the tiniest amount.
“Guys…” Cora says cautiously. “Whatcha doin’?”
If at all humanly possible, both of us go even more still. I’m too stunned to fully register what just happened—what almost happened. But when Dane comes stumbling over, he lifts Rafael’s shoulders and promptly pummels him to the ground, knocking him into the couch playfully.
“I’m gonna pretend you didn’t just try to kiss my sister!”
And I’m going to pretend I didn’t feel Raf’s bulge.
Oh my god.
What the fuck just happened? Why did he have a bulge? I’m not his type. I know I’m not his type.
“Party foul man,” Jonah says. “Shoot the boot!”
“Yes!” Dane agrees as Isaiah is already taking his shoe off to fill with a bit of everyone's drink.
Oh god, I’ve seen this happen countless times before and it never gets any less amusing or disgusting. As soon as Dane hauls Rafael up, the shoe filled with beer, tequila, and sangria is pushed into his chest as the chanting starts. Rafael chugs the horrendous concoction like he’s a twenty-one-year-old college rugby player, not a thirty-one-year-old CFO.
“Down in one, down in one, down in ooooone,” everyone sings. But before I can watch Raf finish, Cora takes me to the bathroom, bottle of tequila in hand, and locks the door behind us.
“What. Was. That,” she says—not a question.
“I have no idea!” I squeak.
“Has something been brewing behind the scenes you didn’t tell me about?”
“Cora, you’re my bestie—”
She cuts me off. “So is he!”
“He’s my bestie with testes. You’re my bestie with…breasties,” I wince, hoping that the rhyme lands and I didn’t just slur the whole thing.
Cora starts to untuck her shirt. “Swear on it?”
Like a reflex, I lift my shirt up and press my tiny breasts against Cora’s enormous ones. Except I realize I’m wearing a dress and the whole thing lifts.
Oops. Oh well.
It’s like our secret little BFF handshake, except a lot of people have seen us do it.
She tucks her top back into her skirt. “How do you feel? What was it like?”
Trying to work through the drunk fog that’s getting thicker by the minute, I ponder that. “I don’t know what to think.” In theory, I should be doing backflips, but in reality, “I’m confused. I think I need to drink more to forget this happened.”
Cora opens the half full bottle of 1800. “I’m right there with you. It’s jarring watching your friends almost kiss, not gonna lie.”
We pass the bottle back and forth, and the next thing I know, sunlight is blinding me as I wake up in Rafael’s bed.
1. Despacito – Remix by Luis Fonsi, Daddy Yankee, Justin Bieber
2. Shape of You – Stormzy Remix by Ed Sheeran and Stormzy
Chapter 2
March 24th
Angie
