The drive to the hotel feels like it takes all day. Traffic in California is crazy.
“Sarah,” Chris says my name as we are walking into the hotel, and I turn to him. We wait a beat for everyone to pass us. He puts his hand at my lower back, and we walk slowly behind everyone.
“I know you like having your own room, but my door is always open if you ever need someone to snuggle with.”
“Well, I appreciate that. I’m sure I’ll need to be snuggled at some point.”
He kisses my temple lightly, and then we check into our separate rooms. When I get there, I call Chrissy.
“Hello.” Chrissy sounds a little busy.
“Hey.”
“Oh, my gosh, hold on,” she says. Then I hear her voice muffled from her covering the phone that she is going on her lunch break.
“Okay. I’m free. You have to tell me everything,” she says.
“What are you talking about?” I ask her as I unzip my suitcase and start unpacking. I need to do laundry again.
“Don’t act like every picture you post doesn’t have that fucking hot country boy in it somewhere.”
“Oh, you mean Chris.”
“Okay. YES! I mean Chris. Who is he?”
“He’s one of the guides.”
“And?” she probes. Should I tell her everything? She is my best friend, and I have been dying to tell her, but I don’t want her to think I am moving too fast after my breakup.
“And he’s nice.”
“Nice in bed, you mean.”
“Oh, my God, Chrissy.”
“Hey, I know fuck-me eye’s when I see them.”
“Are you saying I have fuck me eyes?”
“I’m saying you both do. Are you not looking at the pictures you are posting?”
“Well, yeah. I have to in order to post them.”
“The ones where he is looking at you. There is a sparkle in his eye, along with thecome fuck melook.”
“I’ll have to go look. I’m not sure what you’re talking about.”
“Oh, my God,” her voice raises, and she sounds like she’s found something.
“What?” I laugh this time.
“You have.”
“I have what?”
“Had sex with him. I can hear it in your voice. That’s why you don’t see it in the pictures. Because you two already did the deed. Those are come fuck meagaineyes.”
I’m silent. Not sure what to say. How does she always do this? She knows me too well, apparently.