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“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Krissy asked, always the more cautious of the group. “I mean he’s Joe Prescott’s grandson. And chemistry is great, but you lead with your heart, El.”
“Not this time.”
“I just don’t want to see it get broken.”
“Honestly, you have nothing to worry about. I know what I’m doing. Besides, for so long I’ve taken care of everyone else and for once I want to do something for me. Is that so wrong?”
“Absolutely not,” Cami said. “If you want to get down and dirty with Mr. Blue Eyes then I say go for it. What’s the worst that can happen? He gives you a string of orgasms that make you forget your name? Hell, I’d jump on that for less.”
“We know you would,” Krissy deadpanned, and Cami threw a wadded-up napkin at her head.
“Thank you, I needed a napkin.” Cami wiped her fingers clean.
Ella’s phone vibrated, and she picked it up. Lucas’ name flashed on the screen and she tried to bite back a smile, but it was pointless.
How’s Taco Tuesday?
“Is that Mr. Blue Eyes?” Krissy asked.
“Maybe,” Ella said, her smile reaching new lengths. She typed back a quick reply, ignoring the two pairs of eyes staring her down.
Delicious.She put her phone down, but when Cami tried to swipe it, she scooped it back up.
“You’re no fun,” Cami said.
“He just asked how dinner was.”
“Boring,” Cami said and before Ella could react, Cami had her phone and was typing a response.
“What are you typing?” Ella asked.
“Just helping you move things along.”
“Cami…”
“Almost done.” She tapped a few more times. “There. Perfect.” She held the phone out to Ella.
In a rushed panic she opened the text chain and her eyes widened and jaw dropped.
“You didn’t.”
Cami smiled. “I did.”
“What did you write?” Krissy asked.
“You know what else was delicious… that kiss. I can’t stop thinking about it.”
“Cami!” Krissy exclaimed while Ella typed back feverishly.
Sorry that was my girlfriend.She hit send as fast as humanly possible.She thinks she’s funny.She added.
Her phone vibrated again, and she held her breath as she opened the message.
Does that mean you’ve been talking about me?
She was going to kill Cami.
Maybe.
