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“Can you meet me at the gym in an hour?” Mel’s voice is laced with panic, and I sit up straight. “I really need to talk to you.” My heart races as I try to figure out what she could possibly need to talk about.
“Everything okay?”
“Not really. I don’t really want to talk about it over the phone.” She takes a deep breath and continues. “Actually, I probably could but it’s better if I do it in person.”
Now she’s just scaring me.
“Mel, you sure everything is okay?” She gives me a sound of agreement before I say, “Okay, I’ll meet you there.”
I get showered and dressed, texting Josh back that I’m headed to work. I’ve never been with a guy who texted me so much, but I have to say I’m enjoying it.
The moment I walk into the gym, Mel is waiting and takes one look at me and screams, “You’ve had sex!” as I close my eyes, knowing the gym is full of people that are now looking in our direction. She knows Josh and I are together, but we haven’t had this conversation yet.
“Can you not scream so that everyone in the room can hear you? I bet even Henry heard you,” I whisper and without hesitation, I hear Henry’s voice bellow, “Yes, I did hear you, and I would appreciate not hearing it again.”
Mel breaks out laughing as we walk toward the change rooms.
As we walk, I take in my best friend, trying to see any signs of distress. But of course, she’s always had a great poker face, and today is no different. I set my bag on the bench, pulling out my workout clothes, hoping to get some miles in before my actual shift starts in a few hours. Seems like Mel has the same idea from the outfit she’s pulling out as well.
“So, I was right?” Mel asks as she sits on the bench, waiting for me to change. “Did you do the horizontal hula? Roast the broomstick? Bump and grind?” She finally stops as I burst out laughing. For a split second I wonder if I could get away with lying to her, but when she gives me that knowing smirk, I know it’s hopeless. “Come on, spill. You know you want to.”
“Fine, yes, we’ve slept together,” I admit, seeing a grimace cross her face.
“Slept together? What are you, eighty?” she mocks as I roll my eyes and start to change into my yoga pants. “Please tell me his dick is the size of Texas… or at least Florida.”
Jesus, it’s like she’s never had sex before. I shake my head, refusing to answer that question.
“You’re seriously going to leave me in the dark? When I tell you everything…”?
“Not by choice,” I point out.
“Whatever, I want details. I mean, a week or so ago you were dead set on staying away from him. What changed?”
Everything. Everything changed and yet I don’t know exactly how it changed. All I know is that everything seems to have shifted and I can’t go back. Not now.
“I have no idea,” I admit, just to get her off my back.
“Bullshit,” she mutters as my head swings in her direction.
“Fine!” I whisper-yell, throwing a spare towel in her direction. “He’s fucking gorgeous and a fantastic kisser, okay? He made me so hot that the thought of fucking him makes me go crazy. Is that what you wanted to hear?” I stop, pulling my hair into a messy bun on the top of my head.
“Yes, thank you, that was perfect.” From the satisfied look in her eyes I know that’s the end of the inquisition.
I’m just hoping to get a bit of a breather from all the Josh talk. I kind of love the idea of keeping him to myself for a while longer.
We step on the treadmills and out of the corner of my eyes, I notice Angela lurking in the corner, pretending to clean a piece of equipment while staring daggers in my direction.
“Why does the sight of her make me want to hurl my breakfast onto this treadmill?” Mel says as we turn away and start to warm up. “So what exactly happened between you two? You go on a date with the guy, then ignore him for days then get back together.”
Why can’t I get away from these questions?
“I need to know details, and just saying ‘I boned him’ is not good enough.” She ups her speed and I match her, looking over my shoulder just as Angela heads into Henry’s office.
“First of all, I never said I boned him, that’s all on you,” I breathe, lowering my speed to walking because running while talking? Not my forte. “After he got back from his last road trip, he stopped by, wanted to talk.”
She slows down her own pace to match mine, taking a swig of her water.
“Did he admit to anything?” she asks with a quirked eyebrow, and I nod, her eyes bulging.
