“So? He’s not a boyfriend. It doesn’t count.”
“I couldn’t do that.”
“Why not?”
“Would you have slept with Damian after me?” Harper asked.
“No.”
“Why is that different?”
“I’ve slept with a couple of guys. You haven’t even slept with one. It’s different, believe me, it’s different. You can’t deny that. If you slept with Damian, it would mean that you had feelings for him.”
“So?”
“That’s where the friends’ code comes in.”
“No sleeping with your best friend’s guy,” Harper said.
“Exactly.” Betty patted her knee. “Abel should be good for a first time, or many times.”
“He’s got the older man experience.”
“He asked me to marry him.”
Both of her friends turned toward her.
“No shit!” This came from Lara.
Betty chuckled.
“Was he joking?”
“I thought that, and he said no. I mean, what do I even know? It’s not like I even understand men half the time.”
“You grew up with three brothers, Harp, you know men. Too much of them, if you ask me. I think that’s why you won’t date them. You know how big of an asshole they can be.”
She did know. Her brothers could be real jerks.
“I’m going to his parents’ for dinner.”
“Do you think Abel wants you?” Betty asked.
“I think so. I don’t know. I’m kind of scared. I don’t want to rush
anything.” She bit her lip.
“Oh, look at those cheeks getting red. Is our virginal Harper finding temptation in our older guy?” Lara asked.
“Stop it.” She chuckled, covering her face.
“In all seriousness, do you like him?” Betty asked.
Harper flopped back on the sofa. “I think I do.”
She was totally screwed.
Chapter Five