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Not that my vagina is all that happy about it either. At least she’s used to disappointment lately.
Because the tension between us is drawn so tight, just a strum away from snapping, I stand to ease it.
We take a second to gather ourselves.
How in the hell am I going to sleep in the same bed with him tonight?
I take a couple of indulgent steps toward the water and make myself breathe. The frogs have made an appearance and are serenading us with their croaky little tunes. Insects dance along the surface of the water and every now and then, a fish will flail up and snag one.
“I think I’d like to change my original answer now,” he says behind me. I turn to face him, more centered now, and his lips are quirked.
I can sense it coming—his MO when he’s uncomfortable. Humor. So, I play along. “Your original answer?”
“Red,” he explains.
“Red?”
“My favorite color.”
I’m afraid to ask, but I do anyway. “Why red?”
His lips press to keep from laughing, and then he says, “Like your lipstick this morning.”
OhGod.
I cover my mouth, mortified.
We stare at each other a moment, him on the verge of losing it, me on the verge of jumping into the lake to escape the embarrassment, so I do the next best thing—stare it in the face.
My hand involuntarily swipes at the cheek where the lipstick smear was and then falls, and I chuckle. “I saw it when I left the hotel. I wanted to crawl in a hole and die.”
That does it—his head throws back in laughter.
I let him get it all out.
When he comes back up for air, he says, “So you walked around all morning like that?”
“Basically.”
That makes him break into a laughing fit again as he clutches at his chest.
“I’m glad you think it’s so funny,” I deadpan. Not that I can fault him. It kind of is…now.
“Oh, not just me. My uncle’s assistant too.”
Oh yeah. Her. “The one with the nose ring?”
“Yep.”
I weakly toss a hand up. “Glad to entertain.”
He comes back down, sobering, but not without making a show of wiping his eyes. “It was kind of hot though.”
“You’re so full of shit,” I bite back, but I can’t help but chuckle at the thought.
“In a ‘just-made-out’ kind of way.” His voice is hoarse from laughing so hard.
So full of it.
