He did?
“Have you eaten?”
“Um, Ed made me breakfast.” She just hadn’t eaten it. Yet. “It’s in the bedroom.
“Ugh, no doubt he made something healthy. I have something better.” Kiesha picked up the duffel bag she’d brought in and slammed it down on the counter. “Open that up. Want creamer? Ed only has the boring, plain stuff.”
“That’s fine.” She opened the duffel bag and reached in, pulling out a box which held . . . a vibrator. She stared down at it. “Oh shoot, sorry, Kiesha. I didn’t mean to invade your privacy.”
Did she forget she had this in here? Georgina was blushing as she put the vibrator back in the bag.
“What’s wrong? Don’t you like it?” Kiesha asked as she stood on the other side of the counter. She set their coffees down and pushed the bag to one side. Grabbing the box with the vibrator in it, she put it on the counter. “If you don’t like this one, I have a few others. I wasn’t sure what you’d like.”
“What . . . why . . . it’s for me?”
“Yeah, of course. Oh, did you think it was for me? Why would I bring my sex toys over here? That would be weird.”
Uh-huh. It would. But then so was this conversation.
“I figured you’d be bored.”
“And you thought that a sex toy would relieve the boredom?” Had she hit her head? Was this all some sort of weird dream?
“Works for me when I’m bored,” Kiesha told her.
That was something she really didn’t need to know. The other woman started pulling out other things. There was another vibrator, but this one was apparently waterproof. There was a set of butt plugs, a rubber dildo, a vibrating egg with a remote control, a vibrator that was curved, presumably so one end could be inside your pussy and the other end inside your ass. And the last thing she drew out was a big bottle of lube.
“I tried to bring everything I thought you might like. This one here isn’t in its packaging but I promise it’s brand new. It’s really good too because you can stick it to a flat surface like this counter.” She pressed the suction cup base to the counter. “And then it doesn’t even move. I mean, the ideas for this are endless. Stick to the side of the shower, the floor, a window, and go to town.”
“Go to town, right. There’s definitely a good selection,” she muttered, feeling dazed.
“I know! This is my favorite though.” Kiesha pointed to the curved vibrator. “But the rabbit is good too.” She picked up the first vibrator that Georgina had dragged out of the bag. “I mean, you can’t go wrong with a classic, right? I got you the one that has the anal stimulator even though I wasn’t sure if you were into ass play. Not everyone is. If I had your phone number, I could have asked you.”
Georgina made a strangled noise. She couldn’t seem to speak. And she knew her face had to be bright red.
“Well?” Kiesha pressed.
Manners dictated that she thank her for the gift. But shoot . . . her mother had never covered what to do when someone raided a sex toy shop for you.
“You . . . I . . . you shouldn’t have,” she said lamely. “All of this, it must have cost so much money . . .”
“Pfft. Don’t worry about that. I used to host parties to sell sex toys. Was so much fun, only problem was, I kept spending my profit on the products. Anyway, these are leftovers.”
“Wow. Is there anything you haven’t done?” she asked, staring at the woman in amazement.
Kiesha’s face shut down. “Yes. There is heaps I haven’t done.”
“I didn’t mean anything by that,” she said hesitantly, wondering what it was that she’d said that had insulted the other woman. “I just feel like I haven’t done anything at all with my life.”
Kiesha’s face cleared. “But you’re an FBI agent, taking down the bad guys. I bet you’ve helped so many people. All I did was sell sex toys.”
“And you were a paramedic.”
“Huh? Oh yeah.” Kiesha laid all the toys out. “So what do you want? Or would you like all of them? I stopped on the way here and bought you the biggest bottle of lube that I could find. It’s frosted cupcake flavor. I bet it’s delicious. The guy serving me at Walmart gave me a few strange looks. Probably should have just gone to the store in town, but I didn’t think you’d want everyone knowing your business. Not that there’s anything wrong with using toys to take care of your needs. And there’s not much to do out here. What are you going to do all day? Figure these will keep you sane.”
“Yes, uh, right, it’s just . . . I’m staying with Ed.”
“Yeah, I know. What’s that got to do with anything? Oh, you don’t want him to know you have them? Some guys can be weird about that, huh? I don’t think Ed’s like that, though. But if you’re worried just use them when he’s not around.”