Page 2 of Love on the Line

“Okay, let’s do this!”

“That’s our girl!” Jen said while Kaylilaughed.

AJ took care of matters in the bathroomand joined the others in her bedroom. Jen had slipped on a mauve blouse thatlooked better on her than it ever did on AJ, so she told her to keep it. “Itwas always too tight, I just never bothered to get rid of it.”

“Glad you didn’t,” Jen remarked. “You arejust a wee bit bustier than me.” She winked at AJ.

“Yathink?” AJsnorted. The three were close to the same height around five eight, with AJbeing lean and having bigger boobs than she wanted, while small-busted Kayliwished she could relieve AJ of some of her double-Ds to supplement her padded Bcups. Jen’s figure was more robust in the hips with what she considered theperfect size Cs on her chest.

While Jen freshened her makeup, AJ slippedinto the outfit Kayli had set out which consisted of a loose-fitting,sleeveless cream blouse over wide-legged slacks in a rich nutmeg.

“Those slacks distract from your boobs,”Kayli said, handing AJ a pair of studded sandals. “And these will goperfectly.”

AJ chuckled as she slipped on the shoesand joined Jen in the bathroom to put on her makeup. “Guess there’s a reasonyou’re a fashion designer, huh, Kayli?”

“Yep!” The woman practically bounced withjoy before she stumbled over her own feet, thankfully falling against the softbed. She quickly stood, righted her glasses, and smoothed down her tunic dressbefore running a hand through her kinky raven hair.

“And not a runway model,” Jen quipped. “Althoughyou’re much more beautiful, you’d never make it three feet without falling onyour lovely rump.”

Kayli was a darling with rich mocha skinand deep brown eyes. Jen enjoyed a year-long brown tone thanks to the Latinorunning through her genes. And AJ spent as much time outside as she could to tanher pale skin due to her Icelandic heritage.

“That’s why you’ll never see me dancing,”Kayli said. “I’d wipe out the entire dance floor. Mom never could understand menot having any rhythm.”

After makeup was complete, AJ whipped herblonde hair into a messy bun that shouldn’t look good on her but thankfullydid. Jen applied more hairspray to her mahogany-dyed locks bouncing just belowher shoulders.

They joined Kayli, and the three madetheir way downstairs. “Aw, you may surprise yourself,chicka.That’s why tonight we’re going to give it a try.”

“What?” AJ and Kayli said at the sametime. AJ had to catch Kayli’s arm to keep her from tumbling on the last twosteps.

“Yeah. We’re heading over to the GroveHotel for drinks and dancing. And we just might run into some delicious hockeyhunks.” Jen wiggled her brows. “The Steelheads have been practicing, gettingready for their season, and word is they like to hang out at the Grove.”

AJ and Kayli began a simultaneouscomplaint.

“Seriously, Jen? You know I’m not readyfor any kind of hookup,” AJ said.

“Oh, no, no, no, no, I can’t do this,”Kayli said, frantically shaking her head back and forth.

“One, it’s not all about you,” Jen saidwith sass, pointing at AJ. “Although I do want you to come out and have fun. Andtwo,” she turned to Kayli, “youcando this, and youwill. Now, time to woman-upand go.” She looped her arms around each of theirs and steered them toward thefront door. “Grab your purses, Kayli’s driving, ‘cuzI’m drinking.”

“I may need a drink after all if I’m goingto attempt to dance,” Kayli mumbled.

“Or three,” AJ added.

Jen just chuckled as they all gatheredtheir items and left AJ’s house, locking up behind them. Piling into Kayli’scar with her driving—at least for now—they made their way into downtown Boise.

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Two hours later, AJ could admit she wasn’tsorry she was forced into going out. While enjoying her second local IPA—IndiePale Ale—she was also enjoying feasting her eyes on some very handsome men. Notthat she planned to do more than look.Nope,not going there, she thought.No harmin looking.Jen on the other hand was doing more than her share of lookingby dancing and flirting with a handful of them. AJ had been introduced to sixmembers of the local hockey team along with some of their non-hockey friendswho were just as sexy.

Earlier Kayli had decided she needed ashot of courage and ended up indulging in a few too many mixed drinks, thereby causingher to become embarrassingly sick. AJ had just returned from taking her home,and was now wondering if she’d also have to rescue Jen from any precarioussituations. It was doubtful, as Jen always knew her limits and remained incontrol.

As AJ sat comfortably at a booth in thebar, she snacked on appetizers as the lights dimmed and the area began fillingup. Although the space didn’t really lend itself toward dancing, the bar’spiano player started in on a jazzy number that had Jen and two guys taking upfloor space to move seductively around one another. AJ watched, almost enviousof her friend’s ability to be so loose and carefree.

AJ had become so wary of a guy’sintentions, she wondered if she’d ever be able to hold a simple conversationwithout thinking there were ulterior motives involved. She sighed to herself,lifting the bottle of brew when her eyes caught sight of a man across the room.Even in the lower light, she could see he was utterly gorgeous, with his tallframe, perfect build, and stylish glasses on his face making him even moreattractive. Her body responded before she could make sense of what washappening.

Sheesh,one minute I’m thinking a guy would only talk to me in order to get in my pants,and here I am about to cream my panties just by looking at ahottie. Hypocrite.

Even after her self-admonishment, AJcouldn’t help but stare and wonder about him. Was he an athlete? Was he evenavailable? There weren’t any women hanging on his arm, but that didn’t mean hewasn’t involved with someone.

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