“Are you really gonna act like we didn’t see you and Beau sneak off to your office?” Christy said. Justine snickered as Taylor’s cheeks grew warm.
“Shit, our girl’s blushing. What did he do to you in there?” Christy asked, leaning closer.
“Nothing!”
“Bullshit, don’t lie to me,mamacita,” Justine said.
Taylor’s eyes flicked back to Beau, watching him talking to the guys like he was a perfectly normal human male who didn’t secretly enjoy spanking women. She suddenly wondered if he had done it to other women and rage at the thought consumed her. She realized she had no idea and she suddenly felt like she didn’t know him at all.
“I-” Taylor cut herself off.
“Please tell us, you know all our secrets!” Christy cried.
Taylor sighed then leaned forward so no one else could hear them. “He…spanked me,” she murmured.
Christy whooped so loudly that nearly every eye in the bar turned towards them.
“I guess that intimacy homework really worked. I’m such an awesome psychologist!” Justine high-fived herself.
Taylor tugged both the women away and into a quiet corner of the bar to discuss. “This isn’t funny,” she hissed.
“It’s fantastic is what it is! And I totally get it, we’ve dabbled in spanking before,” Christy said.
“You have? No fair, Blake’s never spanked me,” Justine whined.
“Oh no, I’m the spanker, not the spankee,” Christy winked.
Taylor groaned. “Now I need a time machine so I can go back andnothave this conversation where I learned that my stepbrother likes to be spanked. Thank you very fucking much. Ugh, I’m gonna hurl.”
“At least you know it runs in the family,” Christy laughed.
“You’re sick.”
“Ladies, pay attention!” Justine clapped. “Why won’t Blake spank me?”
“Probably because it’s kinda wrong to hit a pregnant woman?” Christy offered, patting Justine’s still flat stomach. Then she grabbed hold of Taylor’s hand and squeezed. “So, what does this mean?”
“I don’t know,” Taylor answered truthfully.
“Do you want it to mean something?” Justine asked.
“I don’t know. We used to be so close but we’ve spent the last bazillion years hating each other. We agreed we would try to get back what we had but, I guess I’ve always had a little thing for him,” Taylor nibbled her lip nervously.
“No way,” and “Get out,” they deadpanned.
Taylor rolled her eyes at them.
“Look, yes you and Beau have had a lot of turmoil between you but that’s in the past now,” Justine began.
Taylor saw Christy shoot Justine a confused look and knew she would at some point have to fill Christy in on their history. “Maybe this whole fake boyfriend and girlfriend thing is a blessing in disguise? It can give you the opportunity you lost all those years ago to explore what you could be. So, my advice,chula?Explorar.”
“What if he doesn’t want to explore?”
They cackled. “Darlin’, if he’s spanking you, hedefinitelywants to explore, trust me.”
Blake appeared at Justine’s side, holding her guitar case. “You ready to go, honey?” he asked, kissing Justine’s forehead with a tenderness that Taylor felt in her soul.
“Blakey, why won’t you spank me?” Justine whined.