Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 72154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
The only thing that was making me sleep better at night was Parker, and he hadn’t been there today.
“Where is Rafe?”
“They were out all night helping with tows,” Janie explained. “The snow really helped their revenue the past twenty-four hours. Rafe said that they had done over two hundred tows in about a three-county radius between yesterday afternoon and this morning.”
The snow—which had happened yesterday for about three hours—was almost gone now. There was still some white stuff on the road, but mostly it was gone.
I hadn’t had any trouble getting to Janie’s place that morning.
“Parker never came home, either.”
She looked at me with raised eyebrows.
“So. You and Parker, huh?”
I shrugged. “I…”
“You like him.”
I didn’t see any point in lying.
“I like him.”
“Enough to give him your V card?” she teased crudely, lifting the V of her fingers up to her mouth and flicking her tongue in between it.
I nodded.
Her eyes widened.
“You were supposed to say, like you always do, that you’re waiting for marriage.”
I snorted.
“I think, had I met Parker earlier, those words would’ve never come out of my mouth,” I admitted.
She sighed. “I need to give you the birds and the bees talk, don’t I?”
I snorted.
“Janie, you’ve been giving me the birds and the bees talk since we were old enough to know what a penis was.” I laughed. “Now, if you really want to help, you’ll tell me what kind of condoms to get.”
I sat down and pulled up my Walmart Grocery app.
I quickly typed in ‘condoms’ into the search field, and about half a million entries popped up.
“They won’t get that for you,” she said, shaking her hand at my screen.
“They will,” I countered.
She snorted. “Keep dreaming.”
I flipped to the next page of results, found something that I liked, and added that to my cart, too.
Grocery pickup was the best thing since sliced bread.
With my Walmart now offering online grocery orders and pickup without going inside, I was in heaven. I didn’t have to go inside the store at all. That meant no lines for me where my mouth could get me into trouble. It meant not touching all those gross, germy surfaces. It also meant that, at times like now, I wasn’t embarrassed when people saw what I was buying.
“I’ve never in my life seen a bottle of lube that big at the store,” she said. “They’re going to have to substitute, and then they’re going to have to call you to tell you what they substituted it with. They’ll probably give you the warming liquid that is twice the price, and the whole exchange will completely embarrass the shit out of you.”
“That would never happen,” I said as I added another box of condoms to my cart.
“At least get the large ones,” Janie sighed. “If you’re going to make a bad decision and go through with this, just for the off chance that you work up enough courage to ask him to sleep with you, you should at least get the right size.”
“And how do you know what his ‘right size’ is?” I questioned, barely concealing the anger that erupted from me at the thought of her knowing anything about Parker that I didn’t—especially his cock size.
“He just seems like he’d be big,” she admitted. “I mean, look at the size of his arms and legs. It only makes sense that his penis will be big, too.”
“Whose penis is big?” Rafe asked, startling us both.
Where had he come from?
“Parker’s.” Janie looked up. “Is it?”
Rafe frowned. “I’m not sure why you think I would know something like that, but we’re not in high school anymore. It’s not like we take showers together in the locker room…not that I ever did that.”
“You should be.” Janie shrugged.
“Why, on earth, would I need to be worried about the size of his cock?” Rafe questioned.
“Because,” she sighed, sounding exasperated. “If his dick is small, she won’t want to fuck it. And how else is she supposed to produce our child’s best friend before Abrielle is two without actually having sex?”
Rafe turned around and walked away.
“I’m just trying to share with you!” she yelled at his back.
Rafe shut the door firmly behind him.
“So…when is your grocery pickup?” she questioned.
Grinning, I added something else to my cart. “Tomorrow at nine in the morning.”
***
I rolled over in my bed and found Parker staring at me.
“What?”
“You said you wanted to go to work with me. Since we missed yesterday, you are going today.”
I had. In a moment of insanity.
When I’d jokingly asked him the day it’d snowed if I could go with him the next time he worked, he’d said yes. And now, apparently, that day was here.
“I have to pick up groceries,” I blurted.
He blinked. “When?”
“Between nine and ten.”
“Well, that works. We can go get your groceries and bring them back here, then go do a pickup at ten,” he said, sounding like he had it all worked out in his head.