Page 94 of The Virgin Romance Novelist Chronicles
“I was trying to tell her about what made you scream like a girl last night, but it turned into talking about your huge balls.”
“Babe, you know I only keep the knowledge of my melon balls between us.”
“Apparently not,” I mumbled.
“Don’t I have the most gorgeous fiancée?” Derk asked while wrapping his arms around Delaney and kissing the side of her head.
“You do. I’m really happy for the both of you. Good job on the ring too, Derk.”
“Thanks. It was worth it, given the blowy I got last night.”
“Most expensive blow job of your life,” Delaney teased as she patted his five o’clock shadow.
“What are you two up to today?” I asked just as my phone rang. “Hold that thought.”
I looked at my phone and saw Lance’s number pop up.Gosh, I had almost forgot about him.
“Hello?”
“Hey, Rosie? How are you this morning?”
“Good, please don’t tell me you’re calling me to cancel our date.” It was a lie.
Blowing out a long breath, he answered, “I am.”
My stomach sank. Now that I thought about it, I could have really used the date with Lance today not only to forget last night’s mistake, but also to get my mind off Henry. Like he said, he wasn’t home, and he wasn’t answering his phone. He wanted his space.Actually, he just didn’t want to be anywhere near me. That stings.
“But I still want to see you today. I just need to change our plans.”
That helped. “Why’s that?”
“I’m kind of an idiot and broke my wrist last night, so rowing a boat is out of the question.”
“Oh no, are you okay?”
“I’m fine, more embarrassed than anything.”
“Why? How did you break it?”
“I can’t tell you. The way I see it is if I tell you before our date, you might not want to hang out, so if you come see me, I’ll tell you how I broke my wrist.”
“You plead a hard bargain, but I’ll take it. What are the plans now?”
“Would you want to come over here and hang out? Maybe play a game? I have some painkillers running through my system and don’t really want to be navigating through the city right now.”
“That’s fine with me. Text me your address and I’ll bring lunch as well.”
“Now what kind of date would I be if I let you do that? We can order takeout. Just get your sweet butt here around noon, okay?”
“Sounds good.”
“Looking forward to seeing you, Rosie.”
“You too,” I said shyly as I hung up.
“Oh, who was that?” Delaney cooed.
“My date for today, Lance. Remember him, the guy I split my pants in front of?”
