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Hudson
January
“How’s the man?” I questioned, dropping the bag of pop onto the table beside the box of pizza I’d ordered. “Does he satisfy you in every way imaginable?”
I turned around to see Bexley staring at me, her cheeks displaying a hint of pink, her eyes disappointment.
“He isn’t doing the job is he?”
I’d run into Bexley last week at a coffee shop in town and was shocked that she was there on a date with a guy we knew nothing about. She’d threatened me to keep it a secret, which I had done.
“Oh my god, what do you think I am?” Bexley questioned, crossing her arms.
She didn’t need to continue; I’d known she’d been sleeping with him. It wasn’t just from her body language when she’d introduced me, it was the reminder not to tell anyone as I took my order and went to leave.
“I think you are a healthy woman with a sexual appetite. Nothing wrong with that. However, I also think you are wasting that appetite on someone who isn’t doing the full job.”
God I loved how easy it was to get under her skin. I couldn’t help but chuckle; it was too easy.
She walked over to me and looked me directly in the eye. So close to me, in fact, her breasts were just about to touch my chest.
“Hudson, what are you saying? Is there someone you think could do better?”
I swallowed hard as I stared into her eyes. She brought her hand to my shoulder and ran it down my arm.
“Well? If there is, you best tell me.”
It was as if someone had sucked the oxygen from the room. I tore my eyes from hers and stepped back. It was when I caught the glimpse of a smile on her lips I knew I’d backed down at the wrong time. Bexley was always testing me. She always had. It was what I loved about her. It was also what had gotten me thinking about asking her out. Until I found out she’d met mister right.
“Come on, grab the plates,” I said, changing the subject completely.
“What’s wrong? Did I hit a nerve?” she whispered, her lips practically grazing the shell of my ear.
I closed my eyes, took a second to regain myself, and then looked at her. “No, you didn’t hit a nerve. I was just concerned. Sex is sort of like pizza. You can get it from an excellent place, or you can get it from somewhere mediocre. How would you feel if I got this pizza from Vic’s?”
She looked at me and squinted her eyes. “Did you get this from Vic’s, because I told you I wanted great pizza.”
I chuckled. “See what I mean, and no it didn’t come from Vic’s. It came from our usual place.”
She closed her eyes as her face relaxed. “Thank god,” she muttered to the ceiling.
“Do you make that face after sex with the god?”
I flexed just in time for her to punch me in the gut with her fist. I couldn’t help but chuckle as she shook her hand.
This was our relationship and I loved it. There was only one thing I’d change about it, but I’d been too afraid to take that step because I knew I wasn’t ready for it.
Bexley
September
“Okay, girls, here’s your breakfast.”
I gave our usual server what I referred to as my get-by smile—the one I used when I was forced into a situation I didn’t want to be in, like this one—as she placed our orders in front of each of us.
It was our monthly girls’ Sunday brunch date, the first one I’d been to in a few months. The first one ever since the accident. I’d seen my friends, of course, just more one-on-one instead of a group environment.
“So, does anyone have plans to attend the summer festival?” Maya questioned as soon as everyone had their food in front of them.
