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“So… you’re new here?”
“Yeah, I just moved here from Texas. I’m a PhD student. Environmental Science. I’m going to UBC now.” She taps her forehead and scoffs. “I totally meant to get everything moved during the day, but we got lost on the drive here, and then we caught the rush hour on the highway.” She licks her lips, and my hands grip my phone to keep them off her.
“Well, I’m glad you found your way here,” I said.
I open my mouth to ask her another question when I hear a crash behind me. Daisy looks up from behind a small table with a picture frame in her hand that she must’ve knocked over.
“Oh, hello,” she says in her usual cheery way.
She puts the frame back on the table and comes over to us. Erin smiles at her and reaches out to shake her hand. “Hi, I’m Erin. I just moved in.”
“Hello, ‘Erin who just moved in.’ I’m Daisy. And you’ve met my roommate, Keiko.”
Erin grinned at Daisy’s gag.
“I didn’t get a name, but yes, we’ve met.” She giggles and sticks her hand out for a formal greeting.
When her hand touches mine, I swear my knees almost buckle. Buckle! Her hand is soft and delicate. The kind of hands I’d love to feel against my cheek.
My eyes travel from her hand up her long arms to her collarbone, where my eyes slide down to her chest. I watch it gently rise and fall. Her dress cups her breasts perfectly, two round globes, surely super soft. My hand twitches, and when I pull back, I feel the tingle of her touch still radiating off my hand.
Oh, fuck. What’s happening to me? I’m not this kind of woman. I don’t fawn over people. I have occasional one-night stands for my health. I don’t think about delicate things like her soft hand against my cheek. If I meet a person at a bar and everything feels good, we have some rough sex, and that’s it. And usually, I keep the sex at the bar where we meet. It’s the “lock the bathroom door” type of sex. Now I’m thinking about what she’d look like tangled in my sheets as I bring her breakfast in bed.
I feel a little nudge on my side from Daisy. Her face is contorted in confusion, and I realize Daisy must’ve asked me a question while I was thinking of Erin’s legs.
“Sorry, what?” I don’t even try to hide it. I’m not a very good liar.
“I was just saying,” Daisy says. “That if Erin needs help with her stuff, like boxes and furniture and whatever, she can come and ask you, right?”
“Oh, yeah. Totally.” I’ll take any excuse to see this woman again.
“That’s fantastic!” She claps her hands together. “Well, I’ll go wait for the landlord by my door for my key, and maybe if I need some help, I’ll call ya.” With a wave, she goes off, and I shut the door behind her.
“Sounds like a nice girl,” Daisy says beside me.
“Yeah,” I close the door and rub my face.
I swear I can still smell her as I sit on the couch and turn on the TV.
“She’s cute,” Daisy says. She looks at me with her arms crossed, waiting for me to respond.
“Yeah. Sure.”
“Oh, come on. You like her,” she teases.
I roll my eyes. “Yeah? And your proof is what exactly?”
She chuckles. “Well, you were staring at her tits. Longingly with a little bit of drool.”
My hand instantly goes to my mouth. I’m not drooling, but just the thought that I might have sent butterflies in my stomach.
But I’m a loner. A lone wolf. I‘ve never thought about dating. I barely do one-night stands, and Erin gives off relationship-girl vibes. Daisy keeps looking at me with that puppy dog look in her eyes.
“Do you think they’re bigger than yours?” Daisy asks out of nowhere.
“What?”
“Her boobs. I think they may be bigger than yours,” Daisy says as casually as if she were talking about their eye colour.
