Sex Unlimited(46)

“Well, what a surprise this is. If tall and hot, walking and talking, sex appeal always greeted me at your door I’d come over every damn day, Candace.” She leans to the side and looks at me, wagging her eyebrows up and down. She then sticks out her hand. “Hi, I’m the best friend.”

I can’t see Brisban’s face but can only imagine what he’s thinking. Janette’s wearing gold sequin short shorts and a white KISS t-shirt that has rips and tears in it. Her hair is its usual bright, hot pink and her barely-there clothes leave her tats on full display. Her lipstick is dark red and she’s wearing red spacers in her ears today. Brisban is probably speechless.

“I’m the guy in love with your best friend.” I hear him say and nearly choke out the words ‘oh my God.’ He shakes her hand and Janette raises her brows in surprise.

“Wow, you are everything I imagined and then some. In love, huh? I am so glad I stopped by. Nice to meet you.” She walks in past him and makes a bee line for me. As Brisban follows behind her with a confident smile on his face, Janette mouths ‘so fucking hot’ to me. Standing up, I smile and hold my arms out to hug her.

“You didn’t have to come check-in on me.”

“I wasn’t. I was just in the area.”

I give her a good squeeze and laugh. “Sure you were.”

“I can go so you two can talk.” Brisban picks up his coffee and takes a big gulp.

“Oh hell no! You don’t have to leave on my account, but you can get me some of that coffee—it smells like a Starbucks in here.”

I walk over to the kitchen. “I’ll make her coffee and if you need to go it’s okay.”

“I do need to take care of a few things. Can I call you later?”

“Sure.”

“Alright, I’m going to go get dressed and head out. You ladies enjoy your time chatting it up.”

He finishes his coffee and goes on into my room, shutting the door behind him.

“Holy Mary, Mother of God! I am so sorry C, but I must have stared at his chest and very packed package in those nice fitting jeans a million times in a matter of minutes. How do you even concentrate around,” she points towards the bedroom, “that fine piece of man ass?”

“Shh, he’s going to hear your crazy self.”

She shrugs.

“He showed up unexpectedly yesterday. We’ve talked a lot. Things are pretty intense; I’m not sure what exactly it is we are doing,” I say as I pour her coffee.

She leans in and whispers, “Well, he just said he’s in love with you. I’d say that explains precisely what y’all are doing. You have a boyfriend! A hot as fuck, boyfriend.”

“We haven’t called it anything yet and I haven’t returned his sentiment either.” I hand her the coffee. “Shh, he’s coming out.”

Brisban fills the space with his grand presence and I can’t help but smile every time I see him. He walks over to me and leans in, kissing me on the cheek. “Thank you for last night and this morning. I’ll call you soon.”

“You’re welcome and okay. Talk to you soon.”

He turns to Janette. “Nice to meet you.”

“Likewise,” Janette says, smiling like a Cheshire cat.

He walks himself out and, as soon as the door closes, I let out a huge sigh.

“God, I feel like I can barely breathe around him sometimes.”

“I can sure as hell see why. Mmm, mmm, mmm.” Janette shakes her. “He is so damn sexy. In just that short amount of time being around him I can see exactly why you went from Boring Belinda to Slutty Stacy.”

“Oh, screw you,” I laugh. “I was not boring.”

“Um, yeah, you were. I love you but you were a boring mother fucker until Mister-Pussy-Eating-Like-a-Boss, Hot-as-Hell, Sex-on-a-Stick came into your life.”

“Oh my God, Janette, you’re so crass.”

“And you love my crass ass.”

I give her my best bitch face. “Yeah, yeah, yeah.”

“Okay, so tell me all about it. What all did y’all talk about? And what are you going to do about falling in love with your sex date?”

I pick up a piece of the cold bacon that was never eaten this morning and take a bite. I don’t know how to answer her because I really have no idea what I’m doing. Throwing a few more pieces of bacon and a bagel on a plate I walk by her and sit down at the table.

“I don’t have the slightest clue.”





AFTER AN AFTERNOON BEST FRIEND therapy session, I feel better having gotten a lot of my thoughts off my chest. Janette is amazing even with all of her antics. I honestly don’t know what I’d ever do without her. I sit down at my computer to catch up on backed up emails and work. As soon as I open my email account, an email from Dawn catches my eye. I’m scared to even open it but it’s inevitable that I’ll have to communicate with her sooner or later. I click it and begin reading.