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But she was no match for her persistent friends. By the end of the night, they’d coaxed the promise of a group date with Barry out of her.
BARRY WAS JUST AS UNSUCCESSFUL in his attempt at hiding his and Xolani’s situationship.
On Sunday, Nigel came over to his house to play video games. Barry went off to grab beers from the kitchen while Nigel set up the TV.
When Barry came back to the living room, he found Nigel holding up a pair of pink lacy panties with the remote controller. Immediately, he recognized the panties. He’d torn them off Xolani the previous night during one of their passionate escapades. Afterward, they’d both looked for the panties but couldn’t find them.
Xolani had to go home sans panties, which gave Barry more fodder for his dreams. Now, he couldn’t stop fantasizing about her walking around the office without panties, and him taking advantage of that information. He’d corner her in the elevator, push up her dress, and…
“What the hell is this?” Nigel tossed the flimsy fabric onto the coffee-table.
There were three ways to react to the question. One; drop the beers he was carrying to the floor, causing a mess, then rush to grab the panties while blushing furiously. Two; pretend not to have any idea what those even were. He’d never seen panties in his life. Three; act like it wasn’t a big deal.
Barry went with Reaction Three.
“Exactly what it looks like.” He forced himself to sound blasé as he nonchalantly closed the distance between him and his friend. He set a beer in front of Nigel and another one in front of his spot. He picked the panties from the coffee-table and stuffed them into the pocket of his shorts as he sat down. “Where did you find them?”
“In the couch, between the cushions.” Nigel asked, “Who’s the lady?”
While using a bottle opener to open both his and Nigel’s beers, Barry asked, “Can’t they be mine?”
The shock that filled Nigel’s expression was hilarious in its intensity. The man blinked once, then again. His jaw dropped, and he stared at Barry like he was seeing him for the first time. When he found his voice, shock tinged every word.
“Okay. Okay. Wow! You should’ve told me.” Nigel wiped his face as if he was sweaty. “This is a judgment-free zone but damn… you should’ve told me. I got naked in front of you last_”
“Relax!” Barry laughed and took a sip of his beer. “You’re not my type… and they’re not mine.”
“Oh Thank God.” Nigel puffed out. “I thought I’d have to start covering myself in front of you.”
“You should still cover up in front of me,” Barry advised. “No one wants to see your hairy nuts while they’re trying to shower in the gym.”
“Eh!” Nigel dismissed the advice with a wave of his hand. “Let’s get back to the owner of those pink little things. Do they belong to who I think they belong to?”
Barry paused with his beer just inches away from his lips. “Who do you think they belong to?”
Nigel gave him a knowing look. “Xolani.”
Barry didn’t want to lie. But he also wasn’t ready to confirm it. He hedged. “We’re not dating.”
Nigel grinned. “Nobody asked if you were.”
“We’re just friends,” Barry insisted.
“Yup. Just friends.” Nigel grabbed his beer and took a sip. “Just friends who take off their underwear in each other’s houses. Totally just friends.”
The jig was up.
Barry should’ve felt guilty for being such an open book, but he didn’t. Just days ago, Xolani had revealed that her friends had already caught her. Now they were even.
Still, Barry warned his friend, “You can’t tell anyone.”
Nigel snorted. “Who would I tell? You’re the only one I talk to.”
“That’s a fair point,” Barry admitted.
Nigel was a proud loner. The only reason he and Barry were friends was because some years ago, they lived next-door to each other at the same apartment building. Even then, it had taken Barry close to six months to get a full sentence from Nigel.
Nigel took another gulp of his beer then said, “I like her.”
