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Since then, I’ve been fearful of any kind of relationship, let alone a strictly physical one. And maybe the idea still terrifies me, but with Grant, it feels less like crossing a line and more like finally admitting one never needed to exist in the first place.
And the truth is, I want this. Him.
“Okay.”
Meredith glances back. “Okay?”
“Okay.” I blow out a long breath. “I’m going to do it.”
There’s a beat of silence before all hell breaks loose.
Eden lets out a squeal so loud I’m pretty sure we all lose hearing in one ear. Kara slaps the dashboard like she just won the lottery. Meredith hops out of the car like it’s suddenly burst into flames.
“Oh my god, it’s happening,” Eden crows.
“We need champagneanda game plan,” Kara says, already pulling out her phone.
“A timeline, a strategy—God, do we have time for a wax appointment?” Eden asks.
Kara raises her hand. “I have an at-home kit!”Yeah, probably sitting right next to her practice suture kit.
“You guys are insane.”
“Supportive,” Meredith corrects.
“Insanely efficient,” Kara adds. “Because we now need to pick out your outfit.”
“I wasn’t planning on?—”
“Lina.” Kara turns around to face me fully, eyes wide and deadly serious. “This is yourfirst orgasm. WithGrant Vandenberg. There’s going to be an outfit.”
As we all get out of the car to head back into the apartment, my stomach flips as it finally hits me.
I’m doing this. Not only that, but I’m doing this in a way that’s going to be carefully curated by a three-woman committee.
It’s how we work around here. Once it’s out in the open, everything is a group decision.
And right now, I couldn’t be more grateful.
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
LINA
“Is this a horrible idea?” I ask Eden and Kara as they rummage through my underwear drawer. “If it is, someone needs to tell menow.”
They’re far too preoccupied to answer me.
“What about these?” Eden asks.
“We’re trying to make her look hot, not like she’s in a porno,” Kara replies.
Eden holds up the red lace thong of mine. “It’s notthatbad.”
Kara snatches it from her hand, throwing it back in the drawer. “That’s practically anniversary lingerie, Eden. We’re trying to make her lookeffortless.”
Itwasanniversary lingerie. Gage bought it for me and wanted me to wear it for him. I wasn’t going to say that out loud, though. Not when they were picking out the underwear I would be wearing to Grant’s apartment.
“Listen to the Victoria’s Secret Angel,” Meredith advises as she enters the room, taking a seat in my desk chair.
