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“I hear that.”
“Then I dated that ice-hockey player, Jay. God, Delilah, remember him! All that soft, beautiful hair? He was wild!”
“Sure fucking was,” I agreed. When it came to Corrine, it was best to just let her go.
“He actually set something up once with a player from another team,” she said, “after a Halloween party. We even got half undressed! But we were all too drunk. Or at leasttheywere, which really pissed me off, especially since it was Halloween and we were in costumes and the whole thing just seemed so surreal we couldeasilyhave done it and just passed it off as some kind of—”
My friend suddenly stopped herself, lost in thought.
“Wait, was Jay the Halloween party? Or was that the year I was with Rich?”
“Could’ve been, yeah,” I smiled to myself.
“Fuck, I can’t even remember,” Corrinne groaned. “I mean shit, you’d think a girl could remember her first almost-threesome.”
“You’d think,” I chimed in.
“So yeah, I even considered hooking up with two complete strangers,” Corrine said. “Know how easy that would be? To just grab two good-looking guys off Tinder or something?”
“Easy enough,” I guessed.
“Only I was the one who chickened out that time,” my friend admitted. “I just didn’t feel comfortable. Two complete strangers! That part’s pretty hot, I gotta admit. But what if one or both of them shows up and it turns out they’re NAA?”
“NAA?” I asked.
“Not as advertised.”
“Oh.”
“That happens on Tinder, believe me.”
“I’ll bet.”
“Or what if you actually go through with it, and then you’re done, and they just won’t leave?” I heard her groan again. “I mean, you want to feel comfortable when you do somethingthatwild. Know what I mean?”
“Oh yes,” I sighed, rolling onto my stomach and scissoring my feet. “I knowexactlywhat you mean.”
At long last my friend reached the end of her runaway thought-process, and took another deep breath. Her attention finally shifted to me.
“So these guys you screwed,” she said. “Are either of them part of that trio of military men you told me you were working for now?”
I winced before answering. “They both are.”
“I see,” said Corrine. “And the third?”
Silence. I held my breath.
“Holyhell, Delilah!” my friend cried admonishingly. “All three of them?”
“It’s not like that,” I jumped in. “I mean, itwasn’tlike that. And then, well, it sorta was.”
I could picture Corrine’s beautiful almond-shaped eyes closing, as she shook her head in disbelief.
“Well then you’re fucked,” she said plainly. “No two ways about it.” On the other end of the phone she laughed. “Pun unintended, I think.”
For being raised by prim-and-proper Korean-American parents, my friend sure had a filthy mouth.
“Really?” I asked. “You don’t think I could just—”
