Ally pouts. “Ugh.”
“Why don’t you hook up with him?” I suggest.
She shakes her head. “Too clean. I like ‘em dirty.”
“Dirty?” Meryl asks, eyes wide.
“Tattooed, pierced. I’m more into bikers or gangsters than businessmen.” Ally shrugs. “I need a freak in the sheets.”
“You don’t think business execs can get dirty?” I ask.
“Nnnoooo, not dirty enough,” she replies, but then her eyes light up. “But, I’d wager I might be wrong about our VP of marketing. Guess I’ll find out once you sleep with Aiden. Get on that, will ya?”
“It’s never happening,” I vow. “Not ever.”
“Bet you a hundred bucks.” She holds her hand out.
I shake it. “Hundred bucks. Guess you’ll have to find another friend to sample the business goods and let you know if they’re freaks in the sheets.”
She stops me. Meryl’s ahead of us.
“Not if I have my way before Mer goes,” she whispers.
“Not happening,” Meryl sings out over her shoulder, exhibiting ultrasonic hearing. “I leave a week next Wednesday. No way is it happening before I go.”
We catch up with her.
“Haven’t you ever read Fifty Shades of Grey?” I ask Ally. “Business men have all this money to be freaky without it being considered creepy.”
“Yeah, like… imagine if Christian Grey lived in The Projects?” Really not sexy,” Meryl says.
“It could still be hot in The Projects,” I say with a shrug. “Hot is hot.”
“I agree. Did you see that Christian Grey tie around Aiden’s neck the other day?” Ally asks, eyes wide.
I nod. “Oh, yes. Yes. I. Did.”
 
; “It was exactly the same,” Ally informs, unnecessarily.
I nod. “I know.”
“I haven’t read those books yet,” Meryl muses. “Are they very, very dirty?”
Ally and I give one another a wide-eyed look.
“I’ll buy them for you tomorrow on my lunch hour,” Ally tells her.
“I have a reading app on my phone,” Meryl says. “How do I get the books on my phone? I like to read until I fall asleep.”
“Give it here,” Ally orders and Meryl passes her the phone. Ally pulls out her credit card. I laugh.
“Oh man, I have to go to New York on Monday. When you’re done each of those books, I want a book report.”
“That’s why we’re going clubbing Saturday night,” Ally says. “Start reading tomorrow. You’ll get through a good chunk of book one by then.”
“I’ll start it tonight,” Meryl says with a big smile.