Page 22 of More Than a Friend
Maybe she’s not as unaffected as I thought. Maybe… maybe she’s just as affected as I am.
“No, I’m not embarrassed about it. But we agreed not to talk about it. We agreed to go back to being friends like nothing happened and…” I trail off, not wanting to admit it’s all I can think about. I want to do it again—want to learnmorefrom her.
I have so many questions and things I want to try, and all of them center around Skylar.
Skylar steps closer, effectively caging me against the entryway arch. “And… what, Ava?”
I suck in a sharp breath at how close she is. She smells good, just like she does every day. She’s wearing her fancy perfume; it smells like sandalwood and something citrusy, it’s dizzying being this close to her again.
“I-I think I was wrong,” I stammer. “I have more questions. More things I want to learn and experience before I’m ready to put myself out into the dating scene.”
Skylar’s brows furrow. “What kind of things?”
“L-like how to use a strap-on and how it compares to a real penis o-or what scissoring feels like. How to make someone squirt…” I trail off, squeezing my thighs together. This conversation isn’t even remotely work appropriate, and I don’t want to say anything else that might scare her off.
Skylar’s big brown eyes blink at me once, twice, then she smirks. “One taste wasn’t enough for you, huh? It didn’t satisfy the hunger for knowledge in your beautiful brain?”
I shake my head.
Before Skylar can say anything else, an echo of voices gets louder, and I know they’re heading right for us.
Skylar steps back right before Jamie and Leah appear.
They glance between me and Skylar with curious gazes, so I clear my throat and try to plaster on a smile. “Hey, uh, we’re ordering lunch from Leeway’s. I was just coming to get orders. What do you two want?”
They rattle off their orders, and I jot them down, and I wonder if they can feel the taut string of tension between Sky and me.
“Great, I’ll be around to deliver it when it comes. Have a good day.” I give them a nod and then scurry back to my desk and take a deep breath.
My phone beeps with a text, and when I see Skylar’s message, my stomach flops.
SKY: We’re not done with our conversation. Have lunch with me tomorrow?
AVA: Okay.
What is she going to say to me? Is she going to end our friendship and tell me I’m crazy? Is she going to scold me for not following our deal and bringing it up again?
The anxiety threatens to overwhelm me, and I’m grateful I have an appointment with my therapist after work on Friday.
Chapter 11
Skylar
This is a stupid idea,Skylar Jane Call. You’re just setting yourself up for more heartbreak.
Yeah, I definitely am, but Ava’s been avoiding me, and I’ve been so distracted I almost missed an important clause in the case we’re working on.
I didn’t, thank God, but it was a close call.
My best friend was distracting before, but it was mostly worrying about her wellbeing and wondering if there was anything I could do to help make her life as a single mom easier. Now I know how fucking delicious she is when she comes.
Nowall I can think about is what it would be like to wake her up with my mouth on her pussy, make her come before the day has even started.
I daydream of being able to steal her away during lunch and kiss her silly before we go back to the office.
In other words, I’m totally fucked because I was already in love with her, but the feeling intensified after the intimacy we shared on her couch. We agreed to go back to normal, but then she had to go and confess all the things she was curious about,and the jealous monster inside me started to rear its head, decidingno one elsewas going to teach her.
Now I’m waiting for her to meet me in the lobby so we can get lunch and I can offer myself on a platter for her to use as she pleases until she feels like she’s ready to discard me and move on with someone else.
