Page 85 of Screwed
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Saturday afternoon a couple of weeks later, Callie and Kristy were at the shop painting. Gallons of white paint sat on drop cloths, and sweat ran down Callie’s face and between her breasts despite the air conditioning. She rolled another coat onto the wall while Kristy used a brush to cut in the edges.
Callie’s phone buzzed. She grimaced at her paint-spattered hand, wiped it on her shirt, and slid the phone out of the back pocket of her jeans to peer at the screen. “Cash,” she murmured. She answered with a smile and a warm glow in her chest. “Hey.”
“Hey, darlin’. How’s it going?”
“Good. We’re getting lots done.” She blew out a breath. “I’m all hot and sweaty.”
“Just how I like you. Only I like you hot and sweaty and underneath me.”
She gave a low laugh. “I like that, too.”
She caught Kristy’s bugged-out eyes and quick frown at her flirty tone.Ulp.She blinked rapidly.
“You hungry?”
“Uh…you mean for food?”
Nowhechuckled. “Yeah, that’s what I meant. I can bring you burgers or sandwiches or something.”
“Oh, that would be great. And something cold to drink.”
“Kristy still there?”
“Yeah. For a while longer.” She held the phone away from her mouth and looked at Kristy. “Want some lunch?”
“Sure.” Kristy stared back at her, eyes round with curiosity.
“Okay, bring something for both of us,” Callie said into the phone.
“Be there in half an hour or so.”
She ended the call and slid the phone back into her pocket. She pulled in a deep breath, preparing for questions.
“Okay, Cal, what’s going on?”
She smiled at her friend. “I knew you were going to ask that.”
One of Kristy’s eyebrows rose. She crossed her arms and cocked a hip. “You and Cash?”
“Um, yeah. Sort of.”
“Sort of?”
She grimaced. “We’ve kind of been sleeping together for a while now.”
“Since when?”
“Since the day I got my tattoo. I had a weird reaction to the pain, and we ended up having sex.”
Kristy dropped her arms. “I don’t even know what to say to that.”
“I know, I know, it sounds bizarre, but apparently all the endorphins from the pain can make you feel sort of high and…horny.” She let out a nervous laugh.
“Okay. I’m not sure I buy that, but even if I did…that explainsthattime. But there’ve been more?”
“Yes.” Callie sighed. “Jesus. I don’t even know what to tell you. Cash is all loyal to Beau, so we can’t really be together, so I told him Beau will never find out about us, but he still feels guilty about it, but not enough to stop, apparently, and…and I think I might be falling in love with him.”
