“You said it yourself that she wasn’t staying all weekend. Just make sure that her and her boyfriend don’t sleep or fuck in my bed.”
“Gross, like I’d let them do that.” I wrinkled my nose.
“Remember when I lived with Rina Delvecio in that apartment across from the chem lab? Her boyfriend and his fraternity brothers used to always crash at our place and I would always find some random half-naked dude in my bed.” Paige shook her head, sticking out her tongue.
I stood up, making sure I made eye contact with her so she knew that I was serious. “Look, you know I’m not Rina. I have way more respect for you than that. Melanie and John will sleep out here on the air mattress tonight and they are going to his parents ’ in the morning.” I smiled, putting my hand on her shoulder. “And if me and Wes need a new place to have sex, we’ll just use your desk chair.”
An Hour Later
Like clockwork, a knock came at the door . Paige was already out of the apartment so it was just me and Wes sitting on the couch.
“That must be Melanie.” I leaped off the couch and ran to the door, opening it to see my little sister standing there with a huge smile on her face.
Melanie and I were the complete opposites in every way, shape, and form. While I was taller, bustier, curvier, and blonde, with a loud mouth, Melanie was petite with curly brown hair and a complete introvert. Sometimes I wondered if we actually came from the same womb.
“Hey, lady!” I wrapped her in my arms for a big hug and then let her go , looking over her shoulder. “Where is man candy?”
She glanced down the hall and as if he was expecting me, there sauntered her boyfriend: John, or John Boy as his fraternity brothers called him. And there was a reason tha t I called him man candy. He may have been my little sister’s boyfriend and almost two years younger than me, but the guy was hot. Like really hot. He was around 6’5”, all muscle with brown spiky hair, a chin dimple, and a killer smile. He was the kind of guy that I would have expected to shatter her heart in a million pieces, but instead he was the guy who put her heart back together. More than that he stuck with her through cancer. And I absolutely loved him for that.
“Hey, Valerie.” He gave me a large smile. “I heard I’ve got some competition with a new man in your life.”
“Oh, yeah, I guess y’all probably want to meet Wes,” I said and stepped inside with Melanie and John following close behind as I shut the door behind us.
“Y’all?” Melanie crossed her arms, looking from me to Wes as he stood up from the couch.
“Hi, y’all must be Melanie and John. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Wes walked over and shook Melanie’s hand and then gave John a firmer handshake.
Melanie gave me a coy smile. “Oh, now I see where the y’all came from. You didn’t tell me he was a southerner. Where does one find a southern guy in Chicago?”
Luckily Wes was quicker than me to answer. “Doesn’t every love story always start with a few too many drinks and a southern man calling a girl darlin’?” Wes smiled and put his arm around me, laying on the southern charm.
John shook his head. “You are going to get so much shit now, Val, for all of it you gave to me and Melanie.”
I put my hands up. “Hey, I was nice. I supported you two.”
“Yeah, supported by endlessly giving grief about my new boyfriend like I was some little kid with a crush. Now it’s payback time.” Melanie poked me in the side.
“What , are we in middle school again?” I poked her back.
“If there is going to be a girl fight, do me and Wes need to move some furniture or get out some Vaseli ne? I don’t know how this works.” John asked.
I rolled my eyes. “There will be no girl fighting. We need to catch a cab for dinner if we want to make the game on time.”
“Aw, just when it was getting good, too.” Wes squeezed my side.
“Aren’t you two just the cutest. I can’t