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Chapter Seventeen
“You’ve known me for four months, and you want fast food.” Olivia crossed her arms over her chest. “I’ve failed you as a friend.”
Farrah laughed. “It’s not that serious. I’m craving a McFlurry, that’s all.”
Olivia grimaced. “I’m in a good mood, so I’m not going to say anything.”
“Thank you, CB Lippmann,” Farrah quipped.
Olivia received the email that morning: she was officially a summer intern for the prestigious investment firm. Farrah heard her excited scream all the way down the hall. Olivia had been floating on air since, at least until Farrah dragged her, Sammy, and Blake into McDonald’s.
The place was packed, so the guys were saving them seats while they waited in line.
Farrah examined the menu. There were staples like the Big Mac and McChicken, but there were also items tailored for a Chinese audience, including taro pies, bubble milk tea, and a Sichuan spicy chicken burger.
The taro pies looked tempting, but she ordered a McFlurry like she’d intended instead, plus two burgers and fries for Blake and Sammy (each).
“You sure you don’t want anything, Liv?” Farrah teased.
“Ugh. No, thanks. Don’t ask me again.” A sly gleam entered Olivia’s eyes. “Let’s talk about a more savory topic. Have you and Blake done the deed yet?”
Farrah blushed. “Define ‘deed.’”
“Don’t be coy. Have you had sex yet?”
“Define ‘sex.’”
“Farrah Lin!”
Farrah looked around. Sammy and Blake sat at a table in the back corner. There was no way they could hear her.
Blake caught her eye and winked.
She smiled as her heart did a happy skip.
“We’ve made it to second,” she said. “No third or home base yet.”
“Why not? He looks like he’s good at bat.” Olivia grinned. “Sammy would be proud of my baseball analogy.”
“Maybe not when you’re using it to discuss another guy’s sex skills. Anyway, to answer your question, Blake wants to take things slow.”
Olivia’s eyebrows shot up in surprise.
A pinprick of insecurity dampened Farrah’s mood. On the one hand, it was sweet that Blake didn’t want to rush things. On the other, didn’t college guys want to have sex like, all the time? Was it normal that he didn’t seem to have a problem saying no every time sex came up?
She was the virgin. She should be the one saying no.
The server called their order number. They picked up their food and walked to their table.
“Don’t overthink it,” Olivia said when she saw the expression on Farrah’s face. “He knows you’ve never done it before, so he probably doesn’t want to rush you before you’re ready.”
“I am ready.” Farrah knew she was whining, but she didn’t care. Seriously, how hard was it to give away your virginity these days?
Olivia giggled. “Hashtag Farrah problems.”
“Shh! Keep your voice down, they can hear.”
“What’s so funny?” Sammy asked. The tray didn’t hit the table before he reached for a fry.
