“Fuck,” he giggles. “I could tell. And he was still that good? I mean some guys with huge dicks think that’s all they need and have no freaking clue what to do with it. It can be such a let down.” He sighs dramatically.
“Oh he knew exactly what to do with it.” I grin wickedly. Maybe Archer is right and I need to start thinking of the positives of this situation. I did just have the most incredible, mind-blowing night of my life. “And every other part of his anatomy too,” I add.
“Fuck! Me!” Archer hisses. “The holy trifecta?”
“Yup!” That is Archer’s definition of a guy who is good with his hands, mouth and his cock.
“Oh, baby girl.” He makes a sad face and wraps his arms around me.
“I know.” I fake a wail as I lean against his hard chest.
“You sure he never left the door open for more fun? Like you work together, right? Maybe some more action in his truck?”
“We work together for my father.” I remind him.
“Oh, shit, yeah.” He rubs a hand over his jaw. “But he said it was incredible too, right?”
“Yeah,” I nod.
“Then I think all hope is not lost, Lu.”
“Don’t, Archer,” I groan. “Don’t encourage me to think this might be more than it was. One night he said.”
“Hmm? But you know what you have to do Monday when you go to work with him for the day?” He waggles his eyebrows at me.
“What?” I frown.
“Wear the sexiest outfit you own. If last night was really as amazing as you’re telling me, Lu, then he’ll be thinking about it just as much as you are.”
“You think?”
“I know,” he says full of confidence and certainty.
“Hmm,” I take a sip of my milkshake. “Anyway. Tell me about the blond guy. Did you go home with him?”
He rolls his eyes and pulls a face and I laugh as I listen to Archer’s disastrous hookup and it is the absolute best thing to distract me from my own.