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I yank the device back into my sight.
Ohmygod.
One unread message highlights my lock screen like a beacon to a sailor lost at sea as I fall silent and stare at the name sitting there in my phone, clear as the harvest moon in the night sky.
“Oh, my fucking God.” I squeak, my eyes grow wide and my heart stops in its tracks.
“What?!” Cedar snaps.
“Whatwhatwhat?”Aurora chants.
I just stare and try to remember to breath as I read and reread the message.
SexyMane: Hey, babe. Whatcha doin?
It’s almost as if I hear him speak the words directly to me, not through a message, and my thong loses the battle to yet another flood. The name he chose to put his number under has giggles bubbling up my chest and my brain confirming the thought.
I’m suddenly very aware of the soft, silky satin against my heated skin thanks to the dress I’ve yet to change out of, and the wetness collecting between my thighs. Goosebumps blossom across my body at the thought of his hands on my hips and his hair feathering over my bare skin.
“WOMAN, what ARE you DOING?” Aurora enunciates through the phone speaker loud enough to pull me out of the trance I’ve fallen into.
“He fucking texted me.” Crickets fill the line for a moment and I see the two of them sharing a knowing look with each other without being able to see them at all. The silence lasts for only a millisecond once my statement sinks in, then these two lose their minds.
“What did he say?”
“Are you going to text him back?!”
“Tell us!”
I shake my head at the barrage of questions but can’t help the grin that pulls my lips up further than they already were. “Of fucking course I am, guys. How could I not?” One of them screams while the other whistles from high to low.
“How could you not!” Aurora agrees.
They continue to gab with each other over the line despite being in the same place—I can hear the echo of one when the other speaks—as if I’m not even on the phone. So I open the message with hovering thumbs and prepare to respond.
Me: Chilling in my room. You?
I hit send and take a breath with the intent to break up the conversation happening between the girls without me, but my phone beeps again with another notification before my brain can catch up with their commentary.
SexyMane: Thinking of you.
Oh, Lord have mercy on me.
The line falls into a heady silence, and I realize that one of them may have asked me a question I clearly didn’t hear while I stared wide-eyed at the screen. I let them sit for a second, though, as I type and send my next response.
Does he really meanthatway?
Me: That’s cute.
The reply is almost instant.
SexyMane: My thoughts are not cute.
The winky face emoji that appears on my screen next sends me into a fit of breathless giggles I don’t even bother to dampen.
“Girl, you better spill what’s going on. Like right now.” Cedar draws over the line and I can’t help but chuckle more.
“He’s thinking of me and I’m hanging up.” A barking laugh and awhoaaaaa-ho-hooofrom my sisters brings warmth to my chest. “Love you bitches.”
