Page 108 of Hope After Loss


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“Very, very good.”

“Way to go, Weston,” Brandee quips.

“What does that mean?” Erin asks.

“Oh, nothing,” Brandee sings.

Erin tosses her pen to the table. “Anna, did you and Weston …”

I nod.

“Oh my God, tell us everything,” she squeals.

All their eyes focus on me.

“We were in Asheville, and we went to this restaurant near Biltmore and had such a good time. Afterward, we took a bottle of wine outside. It was this amazing star-filled night.”

“Yeah, yeah, food was good, wine was good, stars were pretty. Now, get to the sex part,” Jena interrupts.

I take a deep breath. “After that, he walked me back to the room.”

“Were you sharing a room?” Brandee asks.

I shake my head. “No, we had separate rooms, but they were connected. You should have seen this place. It was high-end luxury. The sheets had to be two thousand thread count.”

“Focus,” Erin snaps.

“When we got to my door, I invited him to come in and watch television.”

“Television?” Jena huffs.

“I didn’t know what to say. I just wasn’t ready for the night to end.”

“What did he say?” Ansley asks.

My eyes shoot to hers. “He turned me down.”

“He didn’t!” Jena gasps.

“Obviously, he didn’t. That’s why she’s telling us the story,” Erin says.

“So, he changed his mind and …” Erin prompts me to continue.

“And he walked me inside, and before I knew it, we were making out. Heavily.”

“And then?” Ansley asks.

“And then he stripped my dress off and ravaged me, and I had my first orgasm in close to two years. Followed by a second one.”

Their expressions flicker from intrigued to impressed.

“Nice going, Weston,” Brandee mutters.

“Did he stay the night in your room?” Ansley asks.

“Yes, but I woke up, and he was gone.”

They all gasp.

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