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I almost choked on my waffle fry, holding the back of my hand up to my mouth so I wouldn’t spew food particles all over my sister. Once Daya saw Mason’s response, she shook her head and covered her face. “I can’t even say that out loud,” she said, widening her eyes at Jamie as I frantically wrote my reply.
Kendall: I’m ready when you are.
Mason: Good. I think the aforementioned face-sitting should happen this coming Friday, if you’re not busy
My entire body tingled with excitement. Friday was six days away—and that seemed like an eternity. However, I’d already gone a month without any sex whatsoever, and I was long overdue for a mind-shattering orgasm.
I’d be spending the week setting up my classroom, anyway, not to mention the professional development seminar, staff meeting, and meet-the-teacher night, all of which would be keeping me busy until then. Hopefully, it would all make the week pass by faster.
Mason and I continued our conversation, arranging to have drinks and shoot some pool at Poppy’s Bar & Grill before “seeing where the night goes”—his words, not mine. Once we’d made our plans, I put my phone on the coffee table, smiling from ear to ear. “I need this so bad, you guys.”
“Just be careful, Blondie,” Jamie warned. I was the only blonde in the family, hence the nickname she’d given me. Her short hair was naturally pretty dark, though it was currently dyed a deep shade of blue. “This guy looks like a real heartbreaker.”
“He’s not even going to have the opportunity to break my heart,” I assured her, reaching for a curly fry. I shook my head. “Neither of us want anything serious right now. Just sex. I barely know anything about him, and I’d like to keep it that way. It’ll be nothing more than a one-night stand.”
“Let me remind you Heath was supposed to be a one-night stand, and so was that Owen guy. You’re gonna fall in love with this pretty boy.”
“No I’m not,” I responded, picking up my phone and navigating to his profile picture to gaze at it again. I bit my bottom lip, trying to suppress a smile, but it was no use.
Just six days.
chapter two
mason
I hated Sundays.
They were once my favorite day of the week, a day for relaxation with nowhere in particular I needed to be. No expectations. No commitments.
That was before I moved back in with my parents—before this stupid arrangement with Traci.
“Do you think she’ll take me to McDonald’s?” Finley asked from her booster seat in the back, staring me down in the rearview mirror.
I yawned. We’d been sitting at the back of this Wal-Mart parking lot, our usual meeting spot, for fifteen minutes. Traci was always late. “Probably,” I answered. “You gonna get you a Big Mac?”
“Daddy! Little girls don’t eat Big Macs.”
“Oh, that’s right. A filet-o-fish? Is that what you get there?”
She kicked the back of my seat. There was nothing I enjoyed more than making my daughter think I was a complete idiot. She threw her head back and laughed. “No, silly. What do I always get?”
I pretended not to remember, rubbing my bearded chin with my thumb and pointer finger. “Let’s see, I don’t think they have the McRib right now…”
“Chicken nuggets!” Finley squealed.
I smiled at her in the mirror. “You eat them so much, I think you are a chicken nugget.”
“Nuh uh.”
“Haven’t you heard that phrase? ‘You are what you eat’?”
“That’s not true, because if it was, you’d be a big ol’ burrito.”
I nodded, yawning again as I stretched. It was getting close to 10:00 a.m., and Traci was going to be late for church if she didn’t get here soon. Not that I cared. “I do eat a lot of burritos.”
Finley made puking noises.
“You need to expand your palate, kid,” I said.
