Page 9 of The Last Second Chance
Joey rolled her eyes at the interrogation. Summer was famous for weaseling information out of reluctant people. “Jax drove me home after I got slightly shit-faced.”
“Damn it. I was hoping we could all exchange hot sex stories from last night.”
“Don’t rub it in,” Joey sighed. It had been too long since she had a hot sex story to share.
“I wondered where you disappeared to. Did he at least make a move on you?” Summer asked.
The dredges of her hangover came racing back and she dropped down into one of the vibrant floral print chairs in front of Summer’s desk. “There was a move,” she confessed. “But Jax didn’t make it.”
“What?” Summer shrieked.
A disheveled red blur dashed through the door. “There’s screaming! What did I miss? What’s the traffic look like?” Gia demanded.
Joey and Summer blinked. Gia’s hair was falling out of the sloppy knot she’d shoved it into. She was wearing pajama bottoms and one of Beckett’s law school sweatshirts. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes bright.
“Jesus, I can almost smell the sex on you,” Joey groaned.
“My husband is insatiable,” Gia grinned wickedly. She took the seat next to Joey. “Now fill me in.”
“Well the page with the site stats won’t load and Joey here went home with Jax last night after she made a move on him.”
“Have you tried contacting tech supp—” Gia’s head swiveled so fast in Joey’s direction that Joey was surprised she didn’t hear a snap.
“You and Jax? On my wedding night?” Gia’s slim hands fluttered. “This is the best, most amazing—”
“Hold your horses,” Joey cut her off before Gia could start levitating with joy. “I had too much to drink.”
“And?” Summer prompted.
“And I kissed him.”
“Where and where?” Summer demanded resting her chin in her hands.
“Don’t you have some numbers to freak out over?” Joey asked her.
“Nice try. Now answer the questions.”
“Yeah, did you get to see his meat stick?” Gia jumped in.
Joey’s jaw dropped. “Married to Beckett for five seconds and look what happens,” she said, ignoring the fact that she’d asked Gia that very question about Beckett early on in their relationship. “You used to be so polite and reserved. Now you’re shoving your nose in places it doesn’t belong.”
“I’m a Mooner now,” Gia reminded her. “Nosiness is a town ordinance here.”
“Joey, quit stalling,” Summer ordered.
“I should have kept my big mouth shut,” Joey lamented.
“You mean, of course, when you kissed Jax? Did you use too much tongue?” Gia teased.
“These questions and this hangover are making me hate you two. I need to make some new friends.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. After you spill you can start auditioning new BFFs.” Summer waved away her threat.
Joey let out a tortured sigh. “Fine. I lured him outside and I kissed him. Happy now?”
“Yes!” Gia crowed.
“Nope.”
