Sleet Sugar by S.J. Tilly

CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE

IZZY

“I

can’t believe your date with Senior Special is on a Monday night.”

“Meghan -” I try to scold her.

She ignores me. “I mean, we just finished the weekend! Why would he wait and do the date tonight? I doubt he was busy the last two days. And I can’t believe you’re letting him pick you up. A first date shouldn’t know where you live.”

“It’s not like we haven’t met before. I worked with him for over a year.”

“A year, which I might add, when you never once thought about his dick.”

“Gross!” I cringe.

“Aha!” she shouts into the phone.

“What?”

“I just mentioned the idea of your date’s dick and you said gross. If that’s not a sign that you aren’t interested, then I don’t know what is.”

Crap. “That’s not what I meant.”

“Oh really? Is there a new definition of gross that I’m not aware of? What’s your reaction when I say… think about Zach’s cock.”

My thighs clench instinctually, and I bite my lips to hold in a moan.

“That’s what I thought,” Meghan sings into the phone.

“I didn’t say anything!”

She makes a knowing sound. “And that said it all. If we were on video chat, I bet I would’ve felt violated just from watching your reaction.”

Giving up the ruse, I slump onto my couch. “I’m a terrible person, aren’t I? I shouldn’t be going on this date with Bill. It’s mean to lead him on. I should just cancel.”

“No!” Meghan’s shout startles me.

“What do you mean No? We both know that I’m not into him.”

“So what? He gets to go out with a smoking hot girl and pretend for a few hours that you might be his. You’ll give him spank bank material for all of next year. Wear a sexy dress to give him something to remember you by.”

“Ugh, that’s awful. I should cancel.”

“Don’t you dare! You’re my entertainment. You have to go so you can tell me all about it tomorrow. Plus you told me I could keep the painting you make. Not to mention it’s probably a little late to cancel now.”

Her sentence is punctuated by my doorbell ringing, proving her point.

I sigh. “Crap. He’s here.”

“That’s the spirit!” Meghan laughs before hanging up the phone.