She stared back at me, probably thinking I was telling a joke. But she saw that my face never changed, and then her eyes widened in shock as her jaw dropped.
“Oh shit, no way!” she nudged my shoulder a bit hard.
“Uh, way.” She gasped and then started laughing.
“Oh wow. Who was it?” she asked me.
“I have no clue.” Her brow furrowed in confusion, her head cocked to the side as she studied me.
“Are—are you joking?” she giggled.
“No. I didn’t get his name or anything. It just sort of happened.”
“Whoa, that’s wild…and you weren’t drinking? You don’t usually do stuff like this.”
I giggled a bit.
“Nope, I was not. And you’re right, I don’t usually do stuff like that.” I agreed. The microwave dinged with my pot pie. I got it out to cool down.
“Well tell me more! What did he look like?” She started steaming the dress again. It was like looking at it brought everything back, even the stirring inside of my belly.
“Um, a god.” I giggled, grabbing a glass of sparkling water from the fridge.
I sat on the counter and ate.
“Deets, Emilia. Don’t hold off on me! I have had the worst dry spell, so I need to live vicariously through you.”
“Relax, this was a one-time thing. And he was hot,” I remembered his face, “dark blonde hair, green eyes. I didn’t really see his body, but he felt really muscular. And firm, I guess. He was…amazing.”
“How amazing?” Ivy made a face. Sometimes I give people too much credit, but not this time.
“I came twice.”
“Holy shit!” She squealed.
I smiled and stuffed my face with pot pie, so I wouldn’t get so hot and bothered.
“Yeah. And he seemed nice, I mean, we didn’t talk much at all. But he actually looked like he belonged there, so I doubt we’ll even be running into each other again.”
I very briefly thought of asking Sasha about him, but that wouldn’t go over too well. Hey, do you know an incredibly handsome—no dangerously sexy, blonde haired god with green eyes?
Yeah. It wouldn’t go over very well.
“Are you okay about the whole thing?”
I shrugged.
“I don’t think I regret it. I think I just want to see him again, and I know I can’t cause I don’t know his name or anything. And I just left him there. He had gone to get us drinks and I left before he got back.” I explained.
“Oh no, see I knew I ruined something!” She stomped her foot like she was throwing a tantrum.
“You didn’t! I promise. It’s just one of those things that happen once, and I get to look back on.”
“I guess. But what about everything else, did they like the arrangement?” I couldn’t help but smile.
“Yeah. Sasha had come up to me shortly after I got there, gushing about much she loved it. I was so relieved, I wasn’t sure what anyone would think. Even the guy commented on the flowers.”
“That’s so good! Just watch, your phone will be ringing off the hook soon.”