Page 36 of Midnight Whispers
“I need the details, woman! Start with what he looks like.”
“Well, remember the guy with the hot back of the head? It’s him.”
“Whaaaaat!?” Her mouth drops open.
“Well, he approached me at the Halloween party, and I don’t know…” I shrugged. “We just kind of hit it off.”
“Okay. But thefrontof his head, Lil. What does the front of his head look like?”
I let out a laugh and began to describe his appearance and before I knew it I was telling her everything Icould,leaving out everything that had to do with him being a vampire.
Flora’s eyes sparkle through my entire story. “Oh, so you love him already is what you’re saying?”
“I barely know him, Flo,” I scoff. She looks at me and I find it hard to hold her eye contact.
”Lillia Jane. Have you hadsexwith him!?”
“No,” I say quicker than I mean to. “Not yet, but we have kissed.”
“And?!”
“I could have jumped his bones the second his lips touched mine.” I laugh and hide my face.
“You little slut!” Flora exaggerates a gasp and slaps my arm. “So, you need me to leave when he gets here is what you’re saying?”
“I don’tneedyou to do anything, babe.”
“Maybe not, but I don’t want to hear your dirty hot guy sex.”
“I didn’t even say that I was going to be having anydirty hot guy sex.”
“I will make myself scarce, but like do you think he has a friend?”
“What happened to your mystery man at the party?”
“He came by the bar to visit me at work a couple of times, called me a couple of times, but it’s like he’s obsessed with me or something. He always asks about coming to see me, and he gave me a fuckingnicknameLil.”
I raise an eyebrow. “That’s a bad thing?”
“I don’t want something that serious, not yet anyways. I’m still so young!”
“Because of your parents?” She nods and looks away. “I won't pressure you, but just because your dad was unfaithful to your mom doesn’t mean all men are like that.”
“Realistically I know that, but I think knowing they got married so young and he felt trapped.” She takes a deep breath. “I don’t want to go through the same thing.”
“I know, babe.” I walk across the kitchen and wrap her inmy arms. Hugging is foreign to us because even after a lifetime of being friends, we have only huggedmaybefive times.
“Wanna veg on the couch? Catch up on some shows or something?” Flora asks, her voice muffled into my shoulder.
“Yeah. Let me just call over to the shop and make sure they're okay without me.” I release her from my hug and walk to my room to get my phone. Elliot answers the phone, and we chat for a moment. He assures me he doesn’t need help and demands I take a break to take care of myself today, which means news of Parker has most likely gotten around.
Relief washes over me when I learn I wasn’t needed at Alcott’s today, but guilt sits heavily in my chest. Flora and I spent the rest of the day wasting away on the couch catching up onHouse of Dragon. We sat there in silence, just existing in one another's presence. It was exactly what the both of us needed. I don’t have many friends, but my friendship with Flora has always been my favorite for this reason. We can justbewith each other, but there’s no need for fake conversations and I have no reason to unnecessarily drain my social battery.
After we fully catch up and go our separate ways, I retreat to my room. I busy myself by making my bed, cleaning up my room, and showering before Finn gets here. I’m unsure what time to expect him, but the clock reads just after eight. If he comes over this late, isn’t it just a booty call? I sit down on the edge of my bed as the disappointment settles in my gut.
Is that all I am?
Therehadto be more to us than that, right?