Page 129 of Thorns of Malice
She adds, "I don't know anyone who's in any relationship where something's not fucked-up."
"Really?"
"Do you?" she challenges.
I can't say I do, but I can't say I don't either. I don't know a lot of people in relationships. I've kept to myself, and the only people I really associate with are my sex addict friends, and that's mostly in our group sessions. And I know that's not normal life for most people.
"Well?" she pushes.
"No, I don't know anyone who isn't fucked-up."
She glances at her watch. "Let me have the front desk hold my bags. Maybe I can help you out."
"How?"
She gives me a look, and it hits me.
"Are you being serious right now?" I gape at her.
She leans into my ear. "I've not had sex since I got here. All I got to do that night was make out with Avery, and you know that wasn't fun with Ms. Drunky." She pulls her head back and gives me a bored look.
I stifle a laugh.
"Well, I mean, if Jaxon meets me, and he's okay with it, and I'm okay with it, then..." She shrugs and adds, "Maybe my bags will go into his room for a few more days. I feel a marathon coming on." She wiggles her eyebrows, beaming.
I laugh. "You're crazy, Lilly.
"Yep, I know it. So what do you think?"
I sigh. "I don't know. There are some things between Jaxon and me that we need to work out."
"Invite him down to the bar," she orders.
I hesitate.
"Do you think going to his room is a good idea?" She tilts her head.
"No, you're right. It's not."
"Text him to come to the bar."
I pick up my phone.
Me: I'm here. Come to the bar.
Jaxon: No, I gave you my room number. Come up to the room.
Me: I'm not going to the room. Come to the bar.
Jaxon: I want to talk in private.
I decide it's best to give him a heads-up.
Me: Nobody's in the bar except my friend Lilly and me.
Jaxon: Who's Lilly?
Me: I'll fill you in when you meet us.
