“Uh-huh. You know in the last one? Chapter eleven…”
Talia held back the laughter she felt working its way to the surface. She knew exactly the chapter Jay was referring to. “Yep.”
“I mean, like, is that position possible? You’d have to be awfully flexible.”
“It’s possible,” Talia said, blushing when she was reminded of that very position. Faye had claimed she may have gotten a little carried away when she was writing it, but Talia had put her beautiful mind at rest byshowingher just how it could be done. “And yeah, it helps if you’re flexible.”
“Okay, that’s too much information. Now all I can see is you practically suspended from a great height while Faye…well, never mind.”
Talia shrugged. “You asked.”
“And now I’m wishing I hadn’t. I don’t need no vagina in my dreams…and certainly not yours!”
“Hey! I have a great vagina!”
Jay barked a laugh. Talia had missed this. In the last few months, she’d been too preoccupied with Faye and the perfect existence they had together. “I’m sure you do. Everything about you is great.”
“I miss you.”
“Oh, I’m sure you don’t. You have the love of your life by your side now. You don’t need me so much anymore. But, I’m happy with that. It means you’re safe in someone’s arms.”
“And what about you?” Talia asked, lying back on her couch. “Do you have someone’s arms to fall into yet?”
“Maybe…”
Talia grinned. She had been on social media more than usual, and Jay seemed…different. “I thought so. Who is the lucky bloke?”
“His name is Marcus. He’s from the East End. We met at a club about a month ago, and I’m seeing him tonight. Actually, we’re spending the weekend together.”
“Aww, that’s lovely. And I can’t wait to meet him.”
“Don’t worry, I’ve told him all about the lesbians in my life. He’s excited to meet you too. And Faye.”
“Then we have to arrange that. Before one or both of us fucks up, we should definitely all get together and take a picture. At least then, we can pretend we both had it all at one time.”
“Things on the rocks, Tal?”
She heard the concern in Jay’s voice, but Talia wasn’t worried. She was beyond happy. “Not at all. But you know what it’s like. Faye seems too perfect. Too…much of an angel. Surely she’s going to wake up one morning and wonder what the hell she’s done.”
“That’s not going to happen. Faye is so in love with you. I’m close to blocking you both on social media because it’s sickening how adorable your selfies are. Really, you have nothing to worry about.”
“I know.” And Taliadidknow. Her fears and insecurities managed to fight their way through on one or two occasions, but it was nothing worth panicking about. Faye was moving in with her today. What more could Talia want? “I can’t wait until she doesn’t have the keys to her flat anymore. It means this is really happening.”
“Oh, it’s happening, Tal. It’ssohappening for you.”
“Faye mentioned getting an actual house the other day. Once the sale of her place goes through, she said she’d like to put that money aside and keep a hold of it until we find something perfect for us.”
“And how do you feel about that? I know you love your apartment…”
Talia closed her eyes, smiling at the thought of bringing Faye coffee in the back garden of their non-existent house. While her girlfriend worked hard, sitting under a parasol in the summer, Talia could be the perfect housewife.Okay, calm down!“I love the idea. I’d buy a bigger place with her in a heartbeat.”
“Just make sure it has enough space for when I visit with Marcus.”
A key in the lock had Talia sitting bolt upright. Faye was grinning as she stepped through the door, scanning the room to find most of her things stored away where Talia believed they would belong. “I will. But I have to go because some beautiful woman has just broken into my apartment, and now, I may need to tie her to the bed until help arrives.” Talia threw a wink in Faye’s direction.
“Well, don’t expect me to come to your rescue. You and Mrs Sex Swing are on your own, girl.” Jay ended the call abruptly, leaving Talia laughing on her own.
She threw her phone to the couch and shot to her feet. “Hi, pretty lady.”