Page 36 of Just Friends Forever
“Do you know how long it’s been since I had a girls’ night?” She starts cracking an egg. She does it gently—too gently, barely making a dent in the shell.
I try to stop a smile. “Been a while?”
She elbows me. “Hey.” There’s a pause as she hesitates with the egg by the edge of the counter. She glances over at me, looking sheepish. “Yes, actually. Curtis had a chef, and once I moved out, he made sure I had meals provided. But cooking is like riding a bike, right?” She cracks the egg harder this time. Too hard. Half the white slips onto the counter.
“Um, yeah. But did you ever learn how to ride a bike?”
She wipes an eggy finger on my chest, and I hop backward. “Ew!”
She shrugs and cracks the next egg, this time more successfully. “Should’ve worn a shirt.”
Right. I’m still not wearing a shirt. “Be right back.” I make my way out of the kitchen and toward my room.
“How many more?” she calls after me.
“Five. Just try not to get any shells in our breakfast, okay?”
I grab a shirt from my closet and hurry to pull it on. I don’t want to miss making breakfast with Stevie. I’d gladly eat scrambled eggs full of shell fragments for that experience.
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Tori and Sienaare more than happy to drop their Wednesday night plans to spend time with Stevie. Our text conversation is… exactly how I expected it to be.
Siena
Stevie’s with YOU?
Siena
You realize the entire Western world is looking for her, right? There are all sorts of theories about where she’s hiding out.
TORI
Well, you sure didn’t waste time, bro *wink emoji*
Troy
You know what? Forget I asked.
Siena
No, wait! Ignore Tori.
I definitely want to see Stevie, and Jack can watch his basketball game in peace tonight. Win/win.
TORI
You know I’m just teasing. I’d love to see her, too.
Almost as much as YOU love to see her.
Troy
By all means, get this all out of your system before you come because I will pressure-wash you to Mars if you say anything to her about me or anyone else—four days after she got divorced.
Siena
Should I pick up some graham crackers on my way?
