Page 20 of More Than a Friend
“And Zoe?”
“Zoe was Zoe. She was happy to have someone else to jabber at. It was nice not to have to listen to her yap in my ear constantly.”
I withhold an eye roll. Zoe is a chatterbox, but he’s making it sound like a burden to listen to her whimsical ideas and imaginative stories.
“Well, it sounds like Alisa likes them, then?”
Shea just shrugs and nods.
Getting information out of him is like pulling teeth. I would hope a woman he thinks is “the one” would like our kids, but maybe it’s too high of a standard.
Shea’s phone beeps, and his eyes light up at whatever he’s reading. “I’ve gotta go, Ava. See you in two weeks.”
“Yeah, see you.”
He’s out the door in a flash, without a word to our kids.
The weight of the day presses down on me, and exhaustion threatens to take over, but my stomach grumbles, and I remember I was too busy feasting on Skylar to eat something substantial.
I toss some chicken nuggets on a baking sheet and throw them in the oven then go check on Zoe in the living room. When I see she’s playing happily, I walk to the kids’ room and find Gus laying on the floor building something with his magnet tiles.
“Do you want to talk about anything from this weekend?” I ask, kneeling next to him on the floor.
He shakes his head.
“Okay. I’m here if you do.”
After I finally get them settled for the night, I shower and lie in bed trying to read, but I can’t focus.
My mind wanders to what happened on the couch with Skylar, and––not for the first time––I slide my hand in my pants thinking about my best friend.
Only now, I know exactly what she tastes like. I know what she looks like when she comes, and I know how it feels to have her mouth and fingers instead of me.
This time when I muffle my cries of her name, instead of relief from the lust coursing through me, I’m filled with overwhelming disappointment.
Disappointment it wasn’therfingers, and disappointment I’ll never have her that way again.
Chapter 10
Ava
I thinkI’ve been doing a good job of acting like everything between Skylar and me is normal in the last week.
She’s doing a hell of a job herself. If I hadn’t been there with her, I wouldn’t have a single inkling anything happened.
It hurts more than I was expecting it to.
And dammit, all I can think about is how I want more.
My brain has been working in overdrive trying to reassure me this is what we agreed to. This is what I wanted. I wanted to experience what it was like being with a woman for the first time with someone I trust, and Skylar gave me that gift.
I can go out and date and find someone new to help me move on.
So why do I still feel wary of joining the dating scene?
I deleted the dating apps in a panic, and honestly, I have no desire to download them again.
I just want to be with Skylar.
