She said nothing for a long moment. Then she blurted out, “Not going to lie, Shelly. I like you a little more now than I did thirty seconds ago.”
A grin tipped my lips. “Why’s that?”
“Because you’re gorgeous and smart and you fucked my husband before I did.”
“So?” I didn’t understand.
“It’s a little intimidating following after someone like you. I mean…” She laughed a bit nervously, I thought. “How do you follow an act like that?”
“It doesn’t even compare,” I heard Mal say loudly in the background.
“Why did you never tell me this before?” she asked him.
“It never came up.”
“It would have been good to know.” She sounded snarky and sarcastic and I loved hearing every word of shit she gave him. “What else have you neglected to tell me?” she tossed at him.
“Oh, God,” I heard him moan, and I bit back a grin. “Can we discuss this later? Preferably naked?”
“Wait,” I said. “Why would you need to be naked?”
She let out a tiny laugh. “We talk better when we’re naked.”
“Why?”
This time, she snorted. “I have no idea. We just do.”
“So, do you have time for a question?” I asked. Clark was supposed to pick me up, which apparently meant coming to the door of his own house, at seven o’clock.
“Yes, I have time,” she said. “What is it?”
“Well, normally I would ask Lynn, but she’s not here.”
“Yes, I understand. Ask it. I’ll see if I can help.”
“Should I wear panties?” I clenched my eyes shut as I listened to the dead silence. “Aubrey?”
“Yes, yes, I’m here,” she said in a rush. And it sounded like she covered another snort. “I’m…thinking.”
“I bought a dress.”
“How long is it?”
“It falls just above my knees.”
“Is it windy out?”
I lifted the edge of the curtain and looked out the window. “Not exceptionally.”
“Do you plan to sleep with him?”
“I don’t know. I’ve never been on a date.” I clenched my jaw. “I wouldn’t be opposed…” I let my words trail off.
“It’s with Clark?”
“Yes.”
“How much do you like him?” I could hear her chewing something, the same way Lynn did when we had conversations on the phone.