AllFreeNovel
Share Us
He smiles. “That too. Bye, Angel.”
I shake my head as I turn away from him, trying to get my emotions under control. “Bye, Whiskey.”
Chapter 26
Grace
Tessa stalks into my office, wet and angry. “Ugh, hello, I’ve been calling you nonstop. Do you ever check your messages?”
How is it that Cash was able to get in and out of my office without looking like a wet mop, and my best friend is literally sopping. “Did you walk here in the rain?”
“That’s beside the point. Answer the question.”
“What question?”
“Your messages, do you ever check them? Because I’ve left you five. My friend sold the pictures, and now I have no idea who has them.”
Oh, right.
“Cash bought them. Do you want me to see if I can get you something to change into?” Her shoes make squishing sounds as she walks into my office and sits in my chair. My velvet beautiful chair that she is now destroying with her wetness. “Let me see what Rachel can find. Take your shoes off and…” Tessa gives me a look that keeps me from asking her to stand up so she doesn’t destroy my chair.
After buzzing Rachel, she brings in paper towels. “Sorry, this was the best I could do,” she replies.
Tessa blots herself with paper towels, and I watch on in confusion. She doesn’t seem the least bit bothered by the fact that she’s dripping wet.
“Well, what did Cash say?” Tessa asks impatiently. I glance toward Rachel and give Tessa an exaggerated look to shut up.
“I’ll close the door. If you need anything just let me know. Do you want a tea or hot coffee, Tessa?”
Tessa shrugs and nods her head. “Yeah, that would be good actually. Thanks, Rachel.”
Rachel appears proud of herself, smiles brightly, and then leaves the room.
“So, what happened?”
A red blush heats my cheeks as I remember my encounter with Cash. “Nothing. He told me he bought the pictures. We both agreed we would see other people. Set everything straight and we went our separate ways.”
I feel so proud of myself for saying that with a straight face. I can do this. If I can convince my best friend that nothing is going on, I can convince anyone.
“Yeah, and then he stuck his tongue down your throat and stole your panties.”
My knee jerks forward, sending my chair rolling backwards, and I bang against the wall with a thud. “What?” I say, trying to right myself and cross my legs.
“Oh my God, he actually stole your panties! Grace Rose Kensington, are you panty-less right now?”
“No!” I whisper-shout, with not nearly enough conviction.
Tessa’s face bursts into a smile, and she holds her stomach as she leans over in laughter. “Oh, this is just too good! I can’t wait for dinner with the girls. They are going to die!”
My temperature rises. “They are not going to die because you are not going to tell them. No one is going to tell anyone anything. They’re my panties!”
“Not anymore!” She laughs harder. “Oh, God, I can just picture it. He is so the type of guy to take your panties.”
I don’t like the insinuation that Cash does this with other girls. That I’m just another pair of panties to add to his collection. That definitely wasn’t what just happened. It’s real between us. Although, now that we are talking about it, I feel nothing but red-hot shame coursing through my body. This is the epitome of rock bottom.
Knocking before entering, Rachel brings Tessa her coffee. She looks from Tessa to me, probably trying to figure out why Tessa is still overcome with laughter and I look as red as a tomato.
“I think she drank too much at lunch,” I explain, pointing at Tessa and tipping back a fake bottle.
