Page 46 of The Player

Bailey glared at Ryan, then turned to Nicole, looking guilty as hell. “I am so, so, so sorry about last night. I was in the shower, and I swear I didn’t know you called. If he’d told me you wanted me to bring your car⁠—”

“It’s okay.”

Bailey gave her that look she’d had down since freshman year, and Nicole had never been much good at lying to her. “You’re okay?”

“I’m good.”

Bailey nodded and went back to her cereal.

“Anyway, I have a presentation to work on for speech class.” Nicole lifted her mug and headed down the hall before Bailey could dig any deeper.

She hadn’t made it halfway to her bedroom when a stool scraped across the kitchen floor. By the time Nicole set her coffee on the dresser, Bailey had followed her inside and shut the door.

“You had sex with Drew?”

Nicole tried to keep a straight face, but the grin came anyway. “Was I that loud?”

“No.” Bailey held the lie for all of two seconds before she cracked up.

“That loud, huh?”

“It wasn’t just you, you little sex kitten.”

Nicole rolled her eyes, but her face was getting hot. Embarrassing or not, remembering the rough sounds she’d dragged out of Drew made her feel like the shit. Bailey didn’t need to know exactly how proud of herself Nicole was.

Both of them looked at the bed. The comforter hung halfway onto the floor, the fitted sheet had popped loose from two corners of the mattress, and one of her pillows was clear across the room by the closet. She had no idea how it had gotten there. None. That did it, and the two of them lost it.

Bailey caught her breath first and dropped onto the end of the bed. The second her ass hit the mattress, she froze, then shot right back up, nearly losing her balance as she slapped at the seat of her jeans with both hands.

“Nope. No. Absolutely not.” She backed up until she hit the window and perched on the sill. “Okay, tell me everything. How big is he? Is he thick? Because there’s long, and then there’s thick, and they both matter equally.” Her eyes widened. “And does he go down? Oh my God, please tell me he goes down.”

“I am not going there with you.”

“Oh, come on. Give me something. I told you about the first time Ryan and I had sex.”

That was true. Bailey had volunteered the entire story over pizza and beer, beginning to end, and now Nicole would go to her grave knowing Ryan liked a finger up his ass right before he came.

Bailey held her hands up, palms facing each other, a few inches apart.

Nicole raised her eyebrows but gave her nothing else.

Bailey moved her hands farther apart and looked down at them. “This much?”

Nicole just smiled.

Bailey’s head snapped up. “Seriously?”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“Not with your words, but your face is saying plenty.”

“It’s not like I measured him.” If Nicole had to guess, she’d say about nine inches. And thick? Girl. “Why are you so obsessed with dick sizes? You interrogated me about Cedric’s too.”

Bailey shrugged. “Color me curious.”

“And just like with Cedric, I’m not telling you.”

“You hella suck.” Bailey tried to pout, but the grin won.