Page 45 of Seein’ Red

So many things were supposed to happen before I got to this moment. Like meeting the love of my life, having an epically lavish wedding, followed by an equally incredible honeymoon, and then doing the whole baby thing on our timeline. Instead, that timeline is being hijacked by a mistake with someone I barely tolerate.

“The directions say to—” Sylvie starts, holding out the thin piece of folded paper that was shoved in the box.

“I know how to pee on a stick!” I snap.

“You’ve done this before, have you?”

I sigh. “No, but you take the stick, you pee on it. It’s not a tough concept.”

“I think Moira actually peed into a cup first then dipped. Although she was using strips, so I don’t know if that’s a different process,” Kenzie adds.

I roll my eyes. I cannot believe this is happening.

“Just hand me the test, please.”

Bronwyn flicks her wrist, handing me a shiny, skinny, wrapped package.

“Are y’all seriously going to watch me pee?”

“Yup. Payback, remember?” Bronwyn answers.

Right…

“Nothing we haven’t seen before,” Kenzie says.

“Three words: Extreme. Clit. Cream,” Sylvie says, each one enunciated fully.

A roar of laughter erupts from my chest so fast that it sends my head backward. I’m unable to hold it in, the memory flooding back, making my heart soar.

“I’m glad you find it so funny, because I don’t!”

“Syl, it’s funny,” Kenzie tells her. “Might not have been in the moment, but now…it’s funny.”

“No, it was funny even in the moment,” I correct.

“Extreme what?”

“Clit cream,” Sylvie explains. “We were in college and Willa found this stuff that was supposed to…enhance the moment, if you will. It was this cream that was designed to make your lady bits tingle and be more sensitive or whatever. So, we tried it.”

“I actually liked it,” Kenzie says through her laughter. “It was a nice little feeling. And when I tried it later with Dustin it was even better. Sylvie didn’t make it that far though. Because when we were at our apartment, testing it out, it…”

Kenzie bursts into another fit of laughter, pushing me over the edge again as well. I squeeze my legs together, not wanting to pee myself. The whole reason we’re in here is to pee on the stick, not in my pants.

“It burned!”

“Oh shit!” Bronwyn says, hands flying to cover her mouth, her own laughter starting to surface.

“I don’t know what was in it, but it did not react well with me.”

“So we had to clean her up,” Kenzie continues.

“Seriously?” Bronwyn looks between the three of us, unsure if we’re making this up.

“I was afraid to touch anything; you have no idea how bad it burned. I thought it was going to go right through me.”

“Oh Sylvie,” Bronwyn laughs.

“Yeah…” Sylvie forces a smile, but then, something changes. It morphs into a real, genuine grin, a giggle escaping with it. “Okay, maybe it is a little funny now.”