Page 25 of Single Daddy To Go
“Haley! Stop it.”
She raises an eyebrow at me.
“Come on, Ally. You’re Miss Innocent now? Come on, tell me everything. I know you got up to no good,” she teases.
I blush again. Sometimes, I wish my cheeks wouldn’t give me away like this, but Rob seemed to think it was an appealing feature.
“Well, we had a lot of fun,” I admit.
But Haley won’t be put off.
“A lot of fun!” she pshaws. “Please girl, you had more than a lot of fun. You had a mind-boggling, body-shaking, orgasm-inducing night of booty call! How was it? Tell me more!”
I swear. I could wring Haley’s neck. It’s only 9 a.m. but I’m willing to commit a crime if it’ll get her off my back. But instead, I feed her some scraps otherwise the nagging will never stop.
“Haley, he was incredible,” I admit. “He’s gorgeous, and intelligent, and funny.”
“And is he a troll, or is he as good-looking as everyone says in real life?” she asks with one red eyebrow lifted.
“He’s even better than his pictures,” I say firmly. “This man is a god. Six four at least, with really wide shoulders and long legs and long arms and …”
“And?” she squeals, practically jumping out of her chair. “Is he big down there, too? Come on girl. Fess up to your best buddy.”
I blush again, going practically scarlet, but the memory makes my insides go loose and warm all over again.
“Yeah, he’s huge down there,” I admit. “It’s got me feeling sore this morning.”
Haley literally jumps out of her chair then and gives me a bear hug, almost squeezing the air out of my lungs.
“You go girl!” she shrieks. “That’s the way to end a dry spell. I know you haven’t hooked up with anyone in so long. This is gonna be the beginning of a hot and heavy season for you, Ally. This guy is just the first.”
That comment startles me.
“What do you mean, this guy is just the first?” I ask with some confusion. “I’m not seeing anyone else.”
“I know you’re not,” she says with a comforting pat to my shoulder. “But that’s the point. All it takes is one guy to break the dry spell, and then boom! When it rains it pours. You’re going to be hooking up with so many guys from here on out,” she says gleefully.
What? This is beyond bizarre. That’s not what I want at all and I stare at my best friend.
“Haley, that’s not what I had in mind,” are my slow words. “I mean, I figured Mr. Lockhart and I would start dating, and we would be … well, you know.”
Her eyes go wide.
“You thought you’d start dating Rob Lockhart exclusively?” she asks slowly.
My mind is growing dizzy.
“Well, yes,” I stammer. “I mean, why not?”
Haley shakes her head and clucks, looking at me with pitying eyes.
“Well for one thing, he’s got millions of dollars and you have none,” she says. “I mean, look at where we live,” my friend says, gesturing to the peeling wallpaper and rickety breakfast table that we picked up off the street. “There’s no way you could keep up with him.”
I stare at her.
“But it doesn’t matter,” I say slowly. “I mean, it doesn’t take money to have a nice time together. We can always go to the movies or just get drinks. It doesn’t costthatmuch for a drink in Manhattan.”
Haley shakes her head, casting me another pitying look.