Page 9 of C*cky Best Friend
“Nope. Galloway handed me three sheets and said I had to do it cold.”
“Three pages of dialogue? How did you do that?”
“I read as I went. Looked up to deliver the lines. Truth is, the character is kind of like me. At least, now he is!” Logan laughs and adds, “I guess they saw what they needed to.”
“Hey Logan, I’ve got something to tell you. Are you going to be up later?”
“Probably for another hour. Ring me back.”
“Okay. Talk soon.” I hang up and Lexi rises from the couch. “You didn’t stay over?”
My hero, my sister, my need for novocaine, freezes before adopting a casual stance. “I wanted to sleep in my own bed.”
I should let that lie slide, but I’m so wired from Logan’s news that I blurt, “Why didn’t he want you staying the night?”
Her shoulders go tight as she locks the deadbolt. I catch the even worse rear view of her sexed-up hair as she mutters, “He has to work in the morning.”
“That’s been his excuse for—”
“I know, Sam!”
“Was it fun at least?”
“We fucked three times. Three!”
“Did he help you forget? Did you tell him Caden left?”
The freckles on her nose scrunch up. “We never talk about that kind of stuff.”
I tilt my head. “Family stuff?”
“Yeah, I keep that stuff for me. But that’s on purpose.” Leaning against the wall, she stares off. Her mouth and chin is completely red from his stubble-covered jaw as she teaches me, “Never let a guy get too close or he’ll become bored of you.” A slow grin spreads and she meets my eyes. “We had the best time.”
Bundling Sally onto my lap, I smile, “I’m glad it’s going better for you guys.”
“Better? Oh, you mean that stunt he pulled, calling the police?1 That was just his way of playing the game. Our fight lasted about a minute and then he was all over me. Look, he tore my zipper.” We check out her jeans together.
“Those were expensive.”
She sings, “Worth the repair!”
I don’t need to ask what the fight was about. They’re always battling about something, no matter what she says.
“Did he help you forget?”
Smudged eyes flicker at the reminder. “When you have the kind of chemistry Brad and I have, it erases every bad little thing.” Quieter, Lexi adds, “For a little while anyway. Hunter drive you back here from the airport?”
“You know he did.”
“How was he?”
“Ask me if he spoke.”
We stare at each other, and Lexi returns to her favorite subject. “You’ve never had this feeling, Sam, but when you finally do, trust me!”
“I don’t have the stomach for the ups and downs you guys have. I would puke and ask to get off the ride.”
Shaking her head, she cocks her raw chin. “You don’t understand. Sometimes when I’m with Brad, my heart is pounding so hard it feels like I might die. I don’t let him see that, of course!”