Page 17 of Alexis

My eyes go wide and all I can do is stare at her, my mouth open. Why would she ask me that? It takes a minute, but then it dawns on me.

I’m in a towel!

“Fuck no. I just got out of the shower and the doorbell rang. I thought it was you, so I opened it without checking. I told him to leave, but then he pushed his way inside.”

Her face softens. “Did he do anything to you?” She grips my hand with hers, squeezing reassuringly.

“No, he just scared the bejeezus out of me. He seems to think it was my fault he slept with Courtney and that the wedding is still taking place.”

“Fucking idiot. Promise me you won’t open the door again without checking who it is. If he keeps this up, then you need to get a restraining order. I always thought he was unhinged, and it seems like he really is.” The concern is clear on her face and her words hit home.

Tonight truly showed a side of Lionel I never knew. The real one. The crazy as fuck one. And all I can think about is how I dodged a bullet.

“I promise.” My voice is soft as I pick at the corner of the towel.

“Good. Now go get dressed. We have an appointment to get to, so your pussy looks perfect for whoever pulls your key. I’d love to be a fly on the wall so I can watch it all go down.” She laughs like she knows something I don’t and I shake my head. I love her so much.

Standing slowly, I head to my bedroom to change. Two days and I’m going to a party filled with strangers and one of them is taking my virginity.

I’m actually going to have sex!

God! I just hope he’s okay with the fact that I don’t know what the hell I’m doing.

“Hurry the fuck up!” Taira yells from the living room.

“I’m coming. We’re going to eat afterwards and you’re paying since you’re putting me through this torture,” I call back to her as I step into some leggings. I have a hunch I might be a little sore afterward and don’t want anything too restricting, just in case.

“Bitch, I’ll feed you, but just make sure when some hot as sin man is between your thighs feasting on your pussy that you tell them they can thank me.”

“Umm, somehow I don’t think that’s what will be on my mind. Plus, I’m nervous as hell about it and you’re not helping at all. Now let’s get out of here before I change my mind.” I pick up my purse and keys from the kitchen table, making sure to lock up behind us.

There’s a nagging feeling in my gut. While Lionel gave me a key to his apartment, he never wanted one to mine. I asked him once and his reasoning was we would live at his place, so there was no reason he needed one to mine.

It was a blessing, just took me until now to realize it.

I’m revoking Taira’s friend card. I firmly hate her.

First off, how did I not know that I’d have every piece of hair in my genital area removed? It didn’t help that she almost pissed her pants laughing. It’s my own fault. How in the hell did I let her talk me into allowing her in the room while it was performed?

I no longer have any secrets from her. She’s figuratively seen me at my most vulnerable.

“You are one hundred percent buying me dinner and a fucking drink,” I bitch as I gingerly pull my underwear back on.

“Where do you want to go? I’ve been dying to try out that new sports bar, Bar-Ra-Cuda. Want to go there? I’ve heard the guy who runs it is hot as hell.”

“The guys from work were talking about it. But I don’t really feel like it. I’m not dressed for it and my crotch is on fire. I just want to pick up some food, grab a bottle of wine and a cold pack. Hell, I’d settle for a frozen bag of peas right now.”

“Fine. I’ll take your boring, whiny butt home. But it means I get to pick something out of your comfort zone to do when we go on our girls’ trip.”

I want to tell her no, but I can’t. Maybe doing new things is exactly what I need.

“Fine.”

She laughs all the way out of the salon and falls into hysterics when I actually place a bag of frozen veggies on my pussy. I don’t care though. It feels amazing as it snuffs out the blaze that was once there.

Chapter eight

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