Page 39 of Uncharted


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“Ugh. Just good?” She sounded disappointed.

I rolled my eyes. “Great.” I took a breath and ripped the Band-aid off for my friend.

“Actually, they’re really great.”

“How great is it?”

I didn’t want to admit how great things were.

“How good is the sex? Please. I mean, Puh-lease, tell me. You’re killin’ me over here!”

Laughing and rolling my eyes, I began my quick run-down of the last several weeks. I told her how amazing the sex was, what a skilled and expert kisser he was, and how he did things to me that made my knees go weak.

“See! I told you he was a good guy.”

“Good doesn’t even begin to describe it.”

Her laugh was maniacal. “Ahh,” she sighed out when she finally caught a breath. “Sounds like Jackson and me.”

“Uh, I don’t know about that.”

“Hmm,” she hummed. “All I’m going to say is, I was right about this. I called it, didn’t I?”

“Yes. Okay. Fine. Yes, you did.”

“Mmm-hmm.” I imagined her calculating her next move in how to bring Tyler and me closer together.

“Okay, there’s one more thing,” I admitted without really wanting to. Not because I was unhappy, but because I didn’t want her gloating any more than she already was.

“Tell me, you little rascal!”

“He asked for another day of the week.”

“That sounds very call-girl of you.”

“Oh, shut your face!” I spat out on a laugh.

Not missing a beat, she asked, “What’d you say?”

“I told him that I had a lot of fun with him, and I’d think about it, but that I didn’t know if it was a good idea.”

“Why not?!” she shrieked.

“Because.” I took a measured breath. “This is supposed to be no-strings-attached. I don’t know how to do a relationship. Not that he’s asking for one. But still. It kinda freaked me out.”

Her silence was all too loud from the other end of the line.

“I like him. I mean, I really like him,” I told her. “But adding in another night, a date-night, as he referred to it, I don’t know that I could handle it if he rejected me.”

Her sigh from her end was long and drawn out. “And how exactly do you think he’d feel if you rejected him?”

She was right. I hadn’t thought about it like that. I was afraid of Tyler’s rejection. He’d put himself on the line, knowing it was possible I would reject him.

If he was willing to take a chance, maybe I should too.

* * *

When I walked back in, all the guys were standing around my desk. Granted, their desks were in close proximity, but their standing there wasn’t a good sign.

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