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“Of course I’m going to be late. Two hours late is appropriate, don’t you think? I love my shmoopie poo, but I don’t want to look like a desperate loser. And anyway…Single Girl Rule #1: Boys are replaceable. Friends are forever!”
“No! You stop it! I’ve had it with these damned rules!”
I gaped at her. “Ashley Gertrude Cooper III. I ought to wash your mouth out with soap. That’s blasphemy!”
“That’s not my name,” she muttered.
“I was only going to tell a few more stories, but now I feel like I need to go through every rule.”
“Can we do it after the wedding? I think I might be having a heart attack.” She fanned herself.
“Just forget about the wedding and enjoy our final moments together as single girls.”
“I’m not single.” She flashed her giant ring at me.
“In title, perhaps. But in spirit, we’ll always be single girls.”
“You might seriously be single forever in both title and spirit if we don’t leave for your wedding right this instant.”
I shook my head. “Girl, you need to relax. Why don’t you just pretend like we’re having a good old fashioned girls’ night? Oooh! That’s a perfect segue for rule #2. Do you remember our first girls’ night?! That night was literally everything.”
“What are you talking about? It was a disaster.”
“No, it was everything. EVERYTHING I’m telling you.”
Ash folded her arms across her chest. “Don’t you do it. Don’t you dare launch into another monologue.”
“It all started on a dark and stormy girls’ night….”
“Stop it!”
“Never! This is one of my all-time favorite stories. I always love the crazy stories.”
Ash just stared at me. “You get one more story. So you better make it count.” But she was smiling now because we both knew that rule #2 had been totally wild.Ah, my very first girls’ night.Spoiler alert…Ash and I were both right. It was everything. But it was also a disaster. A hilariously awkward disaster that almost landed us both in jail. And it all started on a dark and stormy girls’ night…
Ready to Mingle - PART 2
Single Girl Rule #2
Girls’ night is every Friday. No exceptions.
Ready to Mingle - Ready to Mingle - Chapter 8 - My Lesser Half
Friday – September 13, 2013
“What am I going to do?” I asked. “I’ve been hyping up girls’ night all week. And I promised Ash that it’s going to be the best night of her life. But there’s nothing to do here in Newark.”
Teddybear stopped loofahing my thigh and looked up at me. “Permission to speak?”
I loved having my sexy bodyguard as my man servant. On any other occasion I would have made him stay silent while bathing me, but desperate times called for desperate measures. “Permission granted. But don’t stop scrubbing. I’m very dirty.” I winked at him.
He dropped his gaze back to my thigh. “How could you possibly be short on ideas for an epic girls’ night? For the past two years you snuck away from us every chance you got. Can’t you just replicate whatever you were doing those nights?”
“You want me to invite Chad to come visit from Harvard? I doubt Ash would want to spend our first girls’ night being the third wheel to me and my boyfriend. And anyway - that would violate Single Girl Rule #15: No inviting guys to girls’ night…unless they’re strippers.”
“I wasn’t talking about Chad.” He looked pissed that I’d even mentioned my lesser half. “I was talking about when you’d party with your friends. Other thigh, please.”
I turned and put my other leg up on the little bench on the shower wall. “I don’t know if that’s a good idea. Those girls never liked me very much. I haven’t heard from a single one of them since the day I left New York.”
