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I frown at the text. My sister plays on a mixed indoor soccer team and I’m usually her go-to if they need a ringer. I prefer footy, but I know my way around a soccer field just fine, and indoor’s not too much of a challenge for me. Usually, I’d accept the request without hesitation, but there’s just one problem: I’ve been staunchly avoiding my sisters all week, and I plan to keep doing it until next Saturday when my hair is finally returned to its natural colour. Smartarse comments from my friends, I can handle. I can even tolerate the weird looks my clients have been giving me all week. But merciless teasing from my three little sisters? No fucking way.
Me:Sorry, can’t make it
Vanessa King:Why? Too busy practising your dark magic?Vanessa King:[Photo]
Oh, I’m going to murder Xav. The picture is a screen-
shot of me from our FaceTime chat a few minutes ago.
Me:Is there actually a spot open on your indoor team?Vanessa King:Nope. Just wanted to see what you’d sayMe:Devil woman
I close my text conversation with Vanessa and send one
to Xav.
Me:You’re dead to me Newbold!
Xavier Newbold:I couldn’t help it! It’s too funny not to share
Me:Oh really? Well I’m going to ‘share’ with Bernie that you and Trent are having problems in the bedroom. She’s gonna want to sit you both down and talk all about your aura and your diet and your positions and if you’ve tried naked meditation. I’m sure she’ll be able to tell you plenty of things that have worked for her and your dad
Xavier Newbold:you wouldn’t! Our sex life is phenomenal!
Me:Well you can explain that to your mum when she asks...
Xavier Newbold:YOU ARE EVIL
I can’t help the burst of laughter that escapes me.
Obviously, I wouldn’tactuallysay anything to Xav’s mum, but it’s nice to have the upper hand back.
Trent Darcy:Why is my husband glaring at his phone and grumblin something about you being the devil?
Me:Turnaround’s a bitch ????
Trent Darcy: ??
I SPEND the rest of the day fielding similar texts from Molly and Carly, and even from Carly’s husband, Rhys. My sisters think they’re the most hilarious people on the planet with their references to Malfoy, Billy Idol, Spike from Buffy, and every other platinum blond character or celebrity they can think of.
By the time I’m heading over to Jack’s place that evening, I’m ready to punch something—preferably Jack’s far-too-pretty face. I manage to rein it in, though; I can’t let him see just how much this whole hair thing has gotten under my skin. No way am I giving himthatsatisfaction. The only thing worse than my sisters’ relentless mocking will be Jack crowing in satisfaction at the prospect of my discomfort.
“You ready to watch some porn?” I ask as he opens the door to his apartment.
“Jeez, do you have to say that so loud?” he chides, swinging his head this way and that to get a good view of the hallway, presumably making sure none of his neighbours overheard me. And suddenly I’m feeling a little more chipper. If there’s anything that’s going to take my mind off my own situation, it’s seeing Jack Macey looking like he’s about ready to shit himself.
“Calm down.” I give an airy wave as I stroll inside. “It’s just porn.”
“It’sweird,” he bites back. “People don’t watch porn together .”
“Of course they do.” I scrutinise him for a moment as a thought hits me. “Don’t you have any gay friends?”
He rolls his eyes. “Of course I do, but oddly enough we keep our dicks in our pants whenever we catch up.”
I shrug. “My friends sound like more fun.”
He shakes his head and gives a frustrated sigh. “We don’t even like each other.”
“What does that matter? We like the same kind of porn, that’s the main thing.”
