This is me, getting my life back. Finding happiness. Finding me.
“Micah works at Damage Control?” Cassie’s cheeks flush. “Really?”
“Yeah.” To say she’s reacting strangely is the understatement of the year. “Why?”
“Oh nothing.” The blush turns crimson. “Nothing.”
“Who else works there?” I lean toward her, curious in spite of myself.
“Just this guy I’ve met a few times when I go out with the girls. His name’s Jesse.”
“And he’s hot, huh?”
She giggles, then claps a hand over her mouth. “Oh God, this is so stupid. He doesn’t even know I exist.”
“Then talk to him.”
“I can’t.” She fans herself. “He’s got girls all over him, like, every night. He’s just cute, that’s all. Now stop talking about Jesse and tell me about Micah!”
I don’t know what to tell her. I don’t know where to start. “He’s great. He’s just…” Familiar heat floods my face.
“Oh God, you’re in love with him, aren’t you? I knew it.”
I don’t know where to run and hide. “I’m so not.”
“Sure?”
“Yeah, I’m sure.”
“Good.” She still looks worried, but she smiles. “You can’t fall in love so quickly, Ev. It’s dangerous, especially with these gorgeous ones. They change girls like socks.”
I make a face. Micah doesn’t seem that kind of guy… Does he? I mean, he is gorgeous but…
“Which is why you should go in with your eyes open,” she goes on, eyes bright. She really believes this stuff. “Have fun, but don’t be exclusive.”
Not be… I blink. I realize with a jolt I don’t really know Cassie at all. “Are you serious?”
“Yeah. The main thing is, is he good at sex?” Cassie asks, her face serious.
I gape at her for a good five seconds. In the end I give in. “Yeah, he’s…” I wave a hand.
“Big?”
I can’t help it. I start laughing.
“What? It’s an important question!”
“Yeah, I guess he’s big. God, Cassie.” I wipe at my eyes. “Don’t tell me. You’ve checked Jesse’s package out already, haven’t you?”
She shrugs, a glint in her eyes. “I won’t lie to you. It’s pretty much outstanding.”
I laugh again. I can’t believe this discussion. “You blush like a little girl when you talk about Jesse, but have no trouble talking about his size. Isn’t there something wrong with this picture?”
“Size, sex… These things are normal. It’s just that…” She tucks her hair behind her ears. “Well, Jesse, he’s…”
“He’s what?”
She sighs. “I don’t know. Hard to read, I guess. Joking about, fucking all those girls…”