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Nicole leaned her hip against the dresser. “What I will tell you is that he was incredible.”
“How incredible?”
“Let’s just say his dick is perfection.” And so is his head game.
“That’s what the fuck I’m talking about! Good for you, girl.”
“I know, right?”
“So . . . is this just a fun, casual thing, or what?”
“We’ll see.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means we haven’t talked about it.” Nicole looked over at the wrecked bed. “Last night was . . . was special. I wanted him. I knew exactly what I was doing when I asked him inside.”
Bailey smirked. “Inside where?”
Nicole cut her eyes at her. “The house, nasty. I asked him inside the house.”
“You said it.”
Nicole shook her head. “We just never talked about what happens now.”
“Just be careful with your heart, okay? Drew has never exactly been the one-woman type.”
Nicole knew all about Drew’s track record, but knowing hadn’t done much to stop her once he was standing on her porch. “I know. I’m being careful.”
Bailey scooted to the edge of the windowsill. “Okay. Now that we got the juicy stuff out of the way, what happened with Cedric?”
“How much time you got?”
“Spill.”
So Nicole told her, starting with dinner at Berman’s. Bailey held it together through the steak and the wine, but the second Nicole got to Cedric asking in the car whether Drew was the reason she wouldn’t take him back, the first “That motherfucker” slipped out. From there, the commentary only got louder. Nicole had just reached the part where Drew’s truck pulled into the gas station parking lot when someone knocked on the bedroom door.
“B, we’re gonna be late,” Ryan called. “Get your hot ass out here.”
“Hold that thought. I gotta run.” Bailey hopped down from the windowsill. “Ryan and I are going to look at some apartments.”
Nicole’s mouth fell open. “I’m sorry, what?”
“Apartments.” Bailey winced. “For us. Me and him. Together.”
“Since when?”
“Since, like, last night? He’s done with the frat house, and he asked if I wanted to get a place with him, and I said yes before I could even think about it.” Bailey twisted the hem of her shirt. “I was going to tell you at breakfast, but you came out all quiet, and I didn’t want to make this morning about me.”
Nicole was still getting used to Ryan being Bailey’s boyfriend, and now they were picking out apartments together?
Bailey was chewing on her lip, bracing herself, as if waiting to see how Nicole would take it. “And I’ll find somebody to take my room before I go,” she rushed on. “I swear. I’m not leaving you stuck with the rent.”
“Girl, forget the rent.” Nicole crossed the room and pulled her into a hug. “I’m happy for you.”
Bailey leaned back to look at her. “You are?”
“I’m shocked as hell. But yes, I’m happy for you.”
