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I shrugged my shoulders. “And nothing, that’s it. I let a stranger kiss me. It was definitely freeing and fun.” Didn’t these girls see how fun that was?
“That’s it?” Sophie asked.
Daphne questioned, “Wait. Was he cute? Did you guys hook up?”
I shook my head and placed my hands in my lap. “Nope, that’s all. He kissed me and walked away.” As if I’d tell them about that if I did. No, those moments were too private to share.
“And you let him?” Soph asked, wide-eyed.
I nodded. “Of course. I couldn’t keep him there even if he tasted delicious.”
Daphne’s lips formed a circle next to me like she wanted to say something but was speechless.
“What did he taste like?” Coco asked, looking at me in the rearview mirror.
“Cheetos, beer, and bad decisions.”
Turning around, Sophie just shook her head. “I can’t believe that. That’s both the wildest thing I’ve ever heard happen to you and also the saddest thing. It’s such a sin we aren’t closer in age.”
I smirked and looked away. I was okay with that, but I wasn’t going to tell her that.
Meanwhile, Daphne settled back in her seat and untied the halter strap on her string bikini and slid it out of her gauzy tube top. “I gotta let my girls free for a while. They’re too confined in that bikini.”
My eyes widened and I turned and caught Sophie doing the same, freeing her own breasts. On. The. Highway.
Didn’t they know people could see us, especially with the top down? Traveling like this wasn’t exactly the definition of privacy.
Besides the fact that it was so dangerous for their skin.
Needing to remind them of the importance of proper sun protection, I sat up and spoke mainly to my sister who I hoped would see reason. “Soph!” I gasped. “Your shirt is much too thin not to be wearing something to cover your breasts. The rays of the sun are no good and you’re not wearing sunscreen there.” Then I quirked a brow and leaned even closer in my seat, well, as close as the seatbelt would allow. “Are you?” I asked.
She tucked a loose strand of her blonde hair behind her ear and chuckled. “No,” she answered. “You need to chill, though. Daphne’s right. I hate bras, and bikinis are no different.”
Coco groaned. “I don’t even know why I bother wearing a bra. My babies are barely Bs. But, you know, I have to tell you, Soph, my nipples are really sensitive lately.”
“And why are we sharing this?” I asked, both wanting to know and not wanting to know all at the same time. I couldn’t fathom what Coco’s sensitive nipples had to do with my sister and why she would want to know. Maybe she was trying to tell us she was experiencing hormonal changes. “Are you pregnant?” I questioned and got nasty looks all around. “What did I say?”
Sophie answered me, “Talking babies on a bach trip should like be illegal. Especially mine.”
“But don’t you want babies?”
Sophie turned around and shook her head quickly. “No way! I mean, maybe in a few years, but I’m much to young to be talking babies. No, I think my trusty birth control and I will be friends for a couple more years before I wave them arrivederci.”
“Hello,” Coco whined. “My nipples and I have something we’d like to say.”
“Oh, yeah, what gives, Coco?” Sophie asked, looking at her now.
“Whenever my nipples are this sensitive it means rain is nowhere in sight. It’s going to be a sunny week for you, girl.”
Smacking her head, Daphne sat back. “Oh my goodness, I totally forgot about your whole nipple thing. She’s right, you know,” she said to my sister as she ran a hand through her hair to try to tame it.
I tilted my head and then shook it. “Wait, so to be clear,” I asked lamely, “your nipples are sensitive, so naturally it’s not going to rain while we’re on this trip?”
“Exactly,” Coco replied.
Daphne pursed her lips and looked at me skeptically. “It’s totally true.”
I looked over at her like she had eight heads. “That makes sense to you?”
