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“That’s not true,” I tried to comfort her. “Um…Avery?”
“Yeah?” She pulled away and looked at me with shimmery green eyes. I wrinkled my nose. “I hate to tell you this, but you smell really bad?”
We looked at each other and neither of us could contain our laughter.
I pulled a strand of grass from her hair and glanced up at Trace, who was still standing by the couch with his arms crossed over his chest.
“Can you help me get her in the bathtub?”
“Yeah,” Avery looked up at Trace with wide eyes, “help me, Tracey-poo.”
He chuckled and shook his head. “I’ll carry her, but I’m not stripping her. You’re on your own with that part.”
“Good, I didn’t want your help for that,” I smiled at him. I stood and pointed a finger at Avery. “Don’t grope my boyfriend.”
“Not making any promises,” her giggle ended in a hiccup, “he has a nice ass.”
I rolled my eyes. Only Avery.
I pushed open the bathroom door and flicked on the light, yawning. I yanked the shower curtain open and started a bubble bath.
Trace came into the bathroom with a half-asleep Avery in his arms. “For someone that looks so little, she’s kinda heavy.”
“It’s the boobs,” Avery mumbled into his shoulder, “they must weigh fifty pounds.?
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Trace chuckled and sat her on the edge of the tub.
“Thank you,” I told him, kissing his stubbled cheek.
“I’ll sleep on the couch,” he pointed a thumb over his shoulder. “She’ll be more comfortable in our bed and from the looks of it, she’s going to have a killer headache in the morning. So, let’s not add a sore back to her list of ailments.”
“You’re too sweet.”
“I try,” he smiled crookedly.
“Danks Tracey,” Avery slurred, leaning her head against the tiled wall, her eyes closed.
He shook his head and closed the bathroom door behind him.
The bathtub was about halfway full of hot water and smelled of vanilla bubble bath.
“Come on,” I coaxed Avery into a sitting position instead of her slumped one. “Lift your arms.”
I helped her out of her dress and removed the underwear from around her neck. She wasn’t wearing a bra and I figured she’d probably lost it in whatever field she’d been rolling around.
“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” I grumbled, helping my drunk and very naked friend into the water.
“That feels nice,” she murmured, a content smile lighting her face.
“You so owe me for this,” I laughed, grabbing a handful of bubbles and blowing them at her face.
She swatted them away and smirked. “I reward you with my fabulosity on a regular basis. You owe me.”
“Whatever,” I laughed.
“Any special plans for graduation?” She asked, her eyes twinkling, hinting that she knew something that I didn’t. Our graduation was in two days and classes had ended last week.
