Page 94 of One Good Puck
“I knew it! I knew it was only a matter of time before you two hooked up,” Dakota says.
“So? How was it?” Ingrid asks.
I wince and look at Sophie, whose pale skin is bright red. She chuckles and stands up. “I’m going to go to the bathroom. Get out all the dirty details while I’m gonebecause I don’t want to hear about what my dad is like in bed. Text me when you’re done.”
Dakota tells her she will, and Sophie walks off to the bathroom on the other side of the house. As soon as I hear the door close, Dakota pats my leg.
“Give us the details!” she says excitedly.
“Yeah, how did things start between you two?” Maya asks.
I tell them how Jared from the dating app stood me up, so Gavin took me out to dinner, and how, later that night in the kitchen, things got flirty between us.
“We kissed.” They all squeal again. “It kind of just heated up from there.” My cheeks heat as I look down at my wine glass. “He carried me to his bedroom.”
The four of them gasp at once.
“Oh, that’s hot,” Bella says.
I bite back a smile. “It was very, very hot. He’s really…attentive in bed. And generous. Very generous.”
Their eyes go wide.
“How many times did he make you come?” Bella asks. Ingrid, who’s sitting next to her, gently smacks her arm. Bella just grins. “What? We’re all dying to know.”
Maya looks at Ingrid. “She’s right,” Maya says before turning to me. “How many times?”
My face is on fire as I fiddle with my ponytail. “A lot. I lost count.”
Their jaws fall to the floor. Bella shakes her head. “I knew it. I knew Coach Porter was a stud. He’s got the whole grumpy-broody hot older guy vibe.”
I nod. “Yeah, he’s, um, the best I’ve ever had. Like, hands down. No contest.”
I laugh when Dakota goes to high-five me.
She holds up her glass of wine. “Cheers to Abby, who got herself a hot friend with benefits!”
As they all tap glasses, I shake my head. “We’re not friends with benefits. It was just a one-time thing.”
They all look at me like they’ve never been more confused.
“Why?” Ingrid asks.
“Yeah, why?” Bella says.
“I’m not ready for a relationship.”
“Then just hook up,” Dakota says without missing a beat.
“But we’re friends. We live together,” I say.
“That’s literally the perfect setup,” Ingrid says.
“Yeah. A live-in fuck buddy who’s handsome and sexy, incredible in bed, and kind to you and your daughter,” Bella says. Ingrid, Maya, and Dakota all nod along.
I let out a surprised laugh, thrown off by how simple they all think this is.
“Wait, you don’t think that would be a bad idea?” I ask them. “I don’t want to make things weird or awkward.”
