Page 59 of Well That Happened

Lexi blinks now. “Okay, okay.”

“And I can’t decide whether I want to kiss or kill Hunter.”

Lex nearly chokes on her cheese stick.

“Itoldyou,” she gasps, eyes wide. “You’re living in a reverse harem.”

“I’m living in anemotional breakdown.I also bandaged up a bleeding freshman while dressed as a sexy cat.”

Lexi takes a slow sip of her iced coffee. “That’s a lot for one night.”

“Lex—”

“Look. You’re allowed to like more than one person. You’re allowed to feel things. You’re allowed to be hot and smart and horny and confused. But maybe…” She grabs another stick. “Maybe stop panicking about being messy and start owning the fact that you’re the sun in this little solar system.”

“I don’t want to hurt anyone.”

Most of all myself…

“You won’t. Unless you lie. Unless you run. Just be honest.”

I stare at the cheese string hanging from her hand. “You should charge for therapy.”

“I do. It’s $8.99 for six of these bad boys.”

I laugh, and it feels good. Still heavy. Still tangled.

But lighter.

At least for now.

Until Lexi opens her mouth again.

She narrows her eyes like a cat that just scented gossip. “Can we go back to Caleb? You—what exactly happened?And don’t give me PG. I want the IMAX version.”

I groan. “Lex—”

“No. Nope. You donotget to say you gave the hottest golden retriever on ice a blowjob and then brush past that like it was a weather update.”

I bury my face in my hands. “I hate you.”

“Youloveme. Now tell me: size, stamina, curve? Did he say filthy things?”

I lift my head slowly. “You’re unwell.”

She grins, undeterred. “That’s beside the point. So? Is he… generously proportioned?”

I look at the ceiling like it might save me. “Lexi.”

“Rilee.”

I sigh, slumping back in the booth. “Okay. He’s… pretty. Like offensively pretty. Long. Thick. Perfect ratio. Even hisballswere attractive, and I didn’t know that was possible.”

Lexi gasps like I just gave her the antidote to death. “You’re killing me.” She leans closer. “Manscaped, I assume?”

I squeak and nod. The truth is, I still feel bad about the state I left him in.

She smiles, victoriously. “What else?”

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