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“I just want to clarify that you’re talking about food,” Taylor said. “Because there’s actually health benefits to giving a blow job.”
“Please, shut up,” London pleaded.
Needing to get her mind away from her own issues, she turned the conversation to her two friends. She’d been so busy with last-minute reunion preparations that they’d skipped their usual Friday girls’ night out. Samiah excitedly filled them both in on the tech conference where the phone app she’d created was featured in a spotlight for up-and-coming entrepreneurs.
Taylor, on the other hand, lamented about every one of the classes she was taking in her first semester of college. London knew she didn’t say it often enough, but she was proud as hell of her. Taylor had recently been diagnosed with a learning disorder, but she didn’t allow it to deter her from pursuing her degree to grow her fitness consulting business.
“Just hang in there,” London told her. “I can’t promise that it’ll get easier, but it’ll be more interesting once you get past these core requirements and start taking classes in your actual field of study.”
“Why can’t I just skip the core requirements?”
“Because they arerequirements,” London said. “It’s right there in the name.”
Pushing her plate away, London leaned back against the booth’s soft vinyl and released a contented sigh. She really did feel better, as she knew she would after loading up on carbs and talking to these two. She probably should have skipped the salty, perfectly fried bacon, but how could a comfort meal not include bacon?
The server returned with the bill.
“This one is my treat,” London said as she reached for the check. “Thanks for coming to my rescue. I needed you both today.”
She got along well enough with her colleagues, but she hadn’t realized what she had been missing out on by not having close friends that she could call on whenever she needed them. That was just a small part of what Samiah and Taylor brought to her life.
London glanced on both sides of her seat, then looked around the table. “Wait,” she said. She must have left her purse in the car. “I’ll be right back.”
She slid out of the booth and rushed for the exit, jabbing her Mini’s key fob the moment she walked out the door.
“Please be there, please be there,” London prayed under her breath. She opened the door and did a quick search of the car, looking underneath both the driver’s and passenger’s side seats before checking the back. Her heart sank.
“Damn!” London said.
“What now?” Samiah asked as she and Taylor approached.
London closed the driver’s side door and slumped against it. “My purse,” she said. “It’s not here.” London closed her eyes tight. “I must have left my clutch in Drew’s room.”
“I covered breakfast, so don’t worry about it,” Samiah said.
Just then, London’s phone buzzed in her pocket. She pulled it out. It was a text from a number she didn’t recognize.
How did you get this number?
The class directory.
London rolled her eyes.
You left something in my room.
“Fuck!” London shouted.
The woman who’d just walked past her car covered the ears of the kid walking alongside her.
“Sorry,” London called out to her.
But really. Fuck!
“Is that him?” Samiah asked.
“Yes.” She sighed. She answered his text.
Leave it at the front desk.
