I know you can. Ill pick you up at seven tomorrow night but Im sure Ill see you before that. He hoped.
He pulled to a stop in the loading zone in front of the shop.
He wondered if she was going to argue and then wondered whether it would be a disappointment or not if he had to coax her into the plan. Coaxing her was rather pleasurable. And her crankiness was hot.
Fine, she agreed at last. Thanks for brunch and the bread delivery. And the ride.
Wait just a moment, he told her, reaching back to grab the bag hed placed there for her earlier. Shortbread cookies made this morning. Just in case you get a craving for something sweet later.
Her mouth curved up into a smile before she leaned in to quickly brush her lips over his and scrambled away and out of the car. She held the bag aloft. Thanks for these too.
With a grin, he waved before heading back into traffic once he got an opening.
* * *
NEEDING TO TALK to Maybe immediately, Rachel hurried through the shop to the back where the lockers were.
He gave me cookies, Rachel told Maybe over the phone the moment she answered. She was so giddy she was past being embarrassed at how giddy she sounded.
Who gave you cookies?
Vic! He came over and made me food and then grilled me sort of and then he told me we were going on a date. Our second one. Which we are tomorrow night and Im not sure how it all happened. Hes very smooth and possibly he mesmerized me with his forearms. Maybe, have you seen the mans forearms?
Her sister laughed. Took him long enough. I honestly was beginning to wonder if he was ever going to jump to it or if I was going to have to manufacture something to get you together. Jeez. And of course Ive seen his forearms. Theyre like art. They need to be appreciated.
So say we all, Rachel told her. Itd be a crime not to.
So you have a date. A second date, which means you declared brunch a date, which means there was at least some smooching today. Tell me everything right now, Maybe demanded. Did you do below the underpants stuff? Or is that what the second date is for? Probably second date.
Rachel laughed so hard people in the shop most likely heard. He made me food and kissed me stupid and gave me a ride to work and when we got here, he handed me a bag of cookies. You know, if I wanted something sweet today. Its pretty hard to resist, she admitted.
So dont. Why resist at all? Maybes voice had softened.
Well, youre right. Im not going to.
Duh. Save me two cookies. I want to hear every last detail about the brunch but Ive got to run, my client is here. Dont tell Cora first or shell lord it over me forever.
The sisters had been close, but in the years since shed been kidnapped, theyd become best friends. Without Maybe, and then later, Cora, Rachel wasnt sure shed have made it through some pretty rough spots as she recovered.
The three women had a deep bond and connection that included plenty of teasing and ass-kicking along with the love and support.
Ill tell her you said that. Shes going to ask me what happened the minute she comes in.
Shell understand. Tonight how about we catch up on some shows, eat pizza and hang out? You can fill us both in then. Alexsei will be here until ten and then he and Vic are having drinks afterward so we have plenty of alone time to gossip, Maybe said. I gotta go. Love you. See you tonight at home.
CHAPTER THREE
CORA SMIRKED AS she dumped off her bag and coat before coming through to the kitchen where Maybe was.
I cant believe you wouldnt let her tell me about the brunch. What if something of a sexual nature had taken place? she said, pointing at Maybe.
Maybe said, If something of a sexual nature happened shed have made me come to the shop this afternoon. Or shed have called you to meet her at Whiskey Sharp before she was due in. Crybaby. Pizza should be here in like ten minutes. I called when I got home.
Cora hugged Maybe quickly before she got them all glasses, filling them with ice for the root beer shed brought along.
What are we watching tonight? Rachel asked as she got plates down from the cabinet.
Maybe took one of her hands and tugged her to the couch, where she sat, Cora across from them perched in the big chair. While we wait for pizza you need to tell us what happened with Vic.
Well, he texted me. I told you both about that. And then he waltzes in and smells all good, like bread. Seriously, it should be a cologne, right? Anyway, then he kissed me! And gave me flowers. Rachel indicated the overflowing vase on the table. And he cooked. Not just toast or an Eggo. An omelet!
Back to the kissing, Maybe said. We really dont care about eggs.
Hes a really good kisser as you might have imagined. He tastes good. The beard is soft and smells nice. Self-assured. Confident. All signs point to really knowing his way around a ladys best parts.
Maybe clapped her hands over her mouth, eyes comically wide. Cora stomped her feet as she whooped and Rachel just shook her head at the two of them.
And Im pretty sure he was happy to see me, if you get my meaning, and I know you do because you are both women of loose morals.
Cora wiped a sarcastic tear from the corner of her eye and then flipped Rachel off.
So, was he like really happy to see you? Like big guns happy? Maybe asked.
Proves my point. Floozies, the two of you. I assume youre inquiring about the size of his equipment? Rachel asked, faux pearl-clutching.
Of course we are. So? Is his dick big or will he try really hard to make up for it in other ways? Maybe snickered.
He wont need to make up for anything. I mean, it was like laundry day or something because he felt like he had a few rolls of quarters in his pocket.
The three of them dissolved into laughter for a little while.
Anyway. Like I said, hes a very good kisser. Hes got a great body. Hes smart and funny and I dont know, its easy to be around him. Hes our carb connection and your boyfriends bestie so theres that risk if things go south. But he makes me feel all this really wonderful stuff. You know?
The pizza arrived so they filled their plates and settled in on the couch to continue the conversation.
I do know and Im in total support of it. Maybe shrugged. Its good to see you taking this step. Letting yourself have some romance.
Its not like Ive been a nun since Brad and I broke up, Rachel told her sister.
Cora said, No. But that wasnt romance. That was casualbut prudentsex. You had these long-term fuck friends but none of that was about anything more than sex. Which was all you wanted and so yay for you because fuck pretending a lady doesnt need some sex to clear out the cobwebs and be living our best lives and stuff.
Youve always been happier in a relationship. Even back in high school, Maybe said. You just never had the right guy. Vic though? Hes another level. Hes the kind of person you deserve. Wholl give you the energy and focus you deserve. And hes a grown man. He doesnt need saving or taking care of. If things dont work out, its not going to be weird.