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Everyone has a chore or job: from cooking, to cleaning, to daycare, and that has nothing to do with the classes we offer. And while most don’t like the tight structure at first, they love it soon enough when it cements bonds with those around them. Friendships. Understanding.
They no longer feel alone or misunderstood.
“I’ll be back in the office tomorrow. We need to go over the new class schedule before you leave, and that software you mentioned. Sorry about that, by the way. This bug came out of nowhere.”
“Only you would apologize for being sick.”
“Shut up.” Roe snorts, then smacks her lips as if tasting something sour. “God, this stuff is awful.”
“What are you eating?”
“Drinking.” A groan of disgust comes through the line. A little gagging. “Kombucha is just not for me. Dear Lord, just say no.”
“Who told you to put that in your mouth?” I’ve had that experience. That’s one of those drinks that you either love or hate, and there is no in between. I get that the benefits outweigh the taste, but I’m a chicken and avoid it at all costs. “You should know better.”
“Just a friend.” The way she says friend makes me smirk. Why are you hiding him, doofus?
“Does this ‘friend’ have a name?”
“The person does, but my lips are sealed.”
“Why is that?” A text comes in, the small device in my hand vibrating. I pull back to look, and a smile stretches across my lips.
We’re going on a vacation soon. Just you and me. ~Callum J.
I’m not thinking of Aurora when I begin to type, ignoring her voice in the background.
Where to? Somewhere sunny and with a private beach I can skinny dip in? ~Venus
A few moments after I hit send, two things happen at the same time...
Aurora’s face greets me through the FaceTime setting, switching over without me knowing.
Callum texts back, and I open it like an idiot, face flaming red when I’m greeted by a glistening-from-the-shower, thick cock.
My mouth waters. Her eyes narrow.
“You’re hiding something,” Roe sings, arching a brow from her kitchen, the phone propped up against something. But more importantly, that look is daring me to deny her. Funny, she says I’m a dog with a bone when I want to know something, and yet, I’ve left her alone. I’ve been too busy losing myself in Callum. “Spill.”
“No, I’m not.”
“Yes, you are.”
Matching her stare, I mock-glare. “So, what does that make you?”
“Too nosy for her own good when I’ve been a shitty friend lately.” Her voice is contrite and face sheepish—sad. It’s not what I expected either, nor is it right. She has no reason to feel like this. Not at all.
“Stop it, chica,” I say, flicking the camera as if it were her head. “You’ve done nothing to feel like that. We’ve been busy and life is a hormonal bitch at the moment, but a shitty friend you are not.”
“Feels that way.”
“Then so am I, if you look at it from that perspective. I should be burned at the stake.”
Aurora rolls her eyes. “Always need to one up me. So extra.”
“Who else will keep you in check?” Taking the device with me, I make my way back to the laundry room and lean it against the large detergent pod container. “But if you want to make it up to me...”
She snorts, the tightness around her eyes disappearing. “Lunch tomorrow?”
