too good
since the radio is not on this time.
“Shhh… Please close all the blinds…” she is actually whispering. Too funny.
“Honey, the blinds are already closed. It does not surprise me that you ended up with
a hangover… Let me get you some Ibuprofen and a bottle of cold water, it should help
you feel better.”
“I tried to get to the kitchen…” Ciara says, “… but it was too far.” She lifts an
itty bitty corner of her eye mask to see if I was getting her the meds and the water.
I was. “I may have a hangover, but I remember everything that happened last night. Especially that gorgeous specimen of a man named Colton,
who – by the way – was looking at you like you were a steak on the grill.”
“Don’t start. I just spent an entire hour running, just trying to forget about him.”
I sit on the couch across from her, placing my elbows on my knees and my fists under
my chin. I add a little bottom lip pout to emphasize my frustration.
“Oh no, no, no, no, no, NO!” She attempts to sit up but can’t. I try to stifle a giggle.
“It’s time!”
Crap. I need to be concerned. She is giving me the motherly voice. “Time for what?”
I ask her in a very gentle tone of voice.
“Time for you to let go of things from the past and start living in the present. This
is the real college life and having a fling or two is part of it and I will not let
you avoid it, I will not let this experience, which by the way we both wanted to have, pass you by.”
“You know, you sound a bit too lucid for someone who has a hangover.” I squint my
eyes at her.
“I know! If I could only follow my own advice!”
“Where is Nate?”
“He is out of town AGAIN! That is the problem of dating older guys who are already
out of college… He travels a lot for work and I don’t get to see him as often as I’d
like.”
“It really sucks. I’m sorry.”
“Yeah, that’s why I need to live my life vicariously through you.” She winks at me.
“I’m going to get the coffee going, I know you’ll want some of that. Then I’m going
to get in the shower and after that I have to go for a ride. Maybe it will help clear
my head.”
“Don’t forget this afternoon is the bikini car wash sponsored by Pet Village to benefit
the local animal shelter. I hope you are up to date in your waxing! The only bushes
I want to look at are the ones on the ground!” She laughs, then holds her head steady
with both hands.
I gasp in mock madness and hand her over the first KCup of coffee that comes out.
“You think you are so clever, don’t you? Besides, the only time that ever happened
was when we were in special training and I had no access to wax in weeks! So you better
start playing fair and stop with the cheap shots, got it?” I tell her with a big smile
on my face. Then I grab the other cup that has just finish brewing and head to the
shower. Maybe hot water is what I need to help me sort out things pertaining to a
certain gray eyed, black hair guy.
Colton
It’s mid-morning and I’m already pissed. I woke up this morning with a raging boner.
Funny thing is that when I tried to hit it off with some of the other girls at the
party, I could not get excited about any of them. I finally gave up after the third
one. They all offered me BJs, and they were cute, but I just could not get excited
about any of them. I decided not to embarrass myself. Don’t need to start any rumors
about my performance. So I just told them I was not feeling well and left it at that.
What is the deal with that girl? Why is she so irritating? I have been nothing short
of charming, and she wants nothing to do with me. I need to up my game or maybe I
just need to move on. Why waste my time and energy on someone who does not want to
give me any attention? Because she is special. I can feel it. I know she felt it too.
I can tell by the way