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"Yeah, you could say that." I laughed.
Rosalie looked shocked. "I mean, that's hot and all but Foster? Ew. Oh my gosh. And in the corridor? Anyone could have seen you."
"I know. In fact, I looked around to make sure no one was listening. If I'm totally honest, we almost did it. He was out." I raised my eyebrows. "And let's just say he was big. Sorry, Rosalie. You can block your ears if you don't want to hear anymore."
"I don't want to hear anymore." She put her fingers in her ears, and Molly and I started laughing.
"I better say this quickly," I said to Molly. "But he was so hard, and he was thick, and he had my dress up, and we were five seconds from him being inside me. But then we heard some noises, and he quickly put me down on the ground, and I straightened my dress, and we saw this old guy."
"Oh my God, you nearly got caught having sex?"
"What the…?" Rosalie said, and I stared at her.
"I thought you weren't listening."
"I was trying not to listen, but, of course, I needed to know what happened."
"Yeah. Well, I'm sorry."
"It's fine," she said. "I'm glad that you and my brother are exploring whatever you're exploring." She shrugged. "And I'm taking it that you're happy with what happened?"
I bit down to my little lip and nodded. "I kind of am. It was hot, like really hot. I'm going to have fantasies and daydreams about this for the rest of my life."
"Ew," Rosalie said. "I don't want to know. I don't want to know about you and my brother."
Molly started laughing. "Well, I'm glad someone got a little something at this party."
"Oh, what happened?" I said. "You and Travis didn't hit it off or…?"
Molly rolled her eyes. "He's fine. I mean, he's gorgeous. Drop-dead handsome, and who knew he was a billionaire?"
"Oh yeah. He's super-rich." I nodded. "So what happened?"
"He's just full of himself," she said. "I was just talking to him and..." She shrugged. "I don't know. I mean, I might still do him, but he's one of those guys who is full of himself. You know you can tell he's had everything handed to him in his life and has never had to work for anything."
"You can tell that?" I said, staring at her. "How?"
"Because he's so rich and handsome and... Oh, I just don't even want to talk about him."
I looked at Rosalie, and she grinned at me.
"Sounds like you're kind of into him," Rosalie said.
"I mean, he is hot. Who wouldn't be into him? But he's totally not my type."
"And what's not your type?" I said. "He seems like he's pretty perfect."
"Yeah. But he’s not quite perfect enough, is he?" she said, laughing. "Anyway, you said you wanted us to dance? Let's go to the dance floor and show all these stiff, uptight men what they're missing."
I looked at Rosalie, and she shrugged.
"Sure, I'm down."
"Me, too," I said. "Let's have some fun."
We headed to the dance floor and stood there for a couple of seconds. The DJ was playing some old-school music from the fifties, and we all just stared at each other.
"Hold on," Molly said, and we watched as she walked over to the DJ. He started laughing at something she said, and I could tell she was flirting with him. He nodded, and I watched as she headed back to us, a big grin on her face. "Okay, girls. Get ready to dance."
