“Yes. I told you I did two weeks ago. It’s in your office closet, all wrapped and ready to go.”
“Thank you, Julia.”
“No problem, Charlie.”
I stood up from my desk, opened the closet door, and pulled out the large pink bag with little ballerinas all over it. Shaking my head, I set it on the floor next to my desk.
“Do we really have to?—”
“Yes!” Chase chuckled. “Now, tell me about last night after Lila and I left.”
“What do you think happened?” I smirked.
“And?”
“I’m concerned about something,” I sighed.
“What?”
“From what I can remember, we had sex three times before we passed out. When I got up this morning, I could only find one used condom.”
“Shit, Charlie. Are you sure?”
“Yes, I’m sure. I looked everywhere.”
“I wouldn’t worry about it. I’m positive that a girl like Marley is on birth control.”
“What do you mean by ‘a girl like Marley?’”
“Well, I think she probably sleeps around. You said she slept with that guy in Chicago. She’s definitely on birth control. But don’t be so stupid next time, my friend. So, when she left this morning, how did the two of you leave things?”
“She flew out of bed because she was late for something. Then she told me I was making things weird.”
Chase laughed.
“I don’t think she remembers us having sex.”
“Why do you think that?” His brows furrowed.
“Because when she woke up in a panic, she asked if we did. That last shot of tequila we did after you left did us in.”
“Ah, the tequila shame.” He grinned. “Do you like her?”
“I don’t even know her.”
“Did you get her phone number?” he asked.
“No. She flew into the elevator like a madwoman.”
“Do you want to see her again?” His brow arched.
“I don’t know. I got what I wanted last night. I think it’s best we leave it at that.”
“I like her.” He smiled. “And so does Lila.”
“Okay? Then you and Lila date her.” I smirked.
“Will you ever grow up and get serious with someone?” Chase stood up from his seat.