Page 77 of Just Friends

“We’re way beyond friends with benefits. I can nine thousand percent confirm that.”

“Super-best friends with oral benefits?”

“Wrong again.”

“Is it because you think I suck at sex?”

“What? Why would you think that’d crossed my mind? As a matter of fact, you’re pretty damn hot in bed.”

“I was boring when we had sex in high school.”

“You mean, when you were avirgin?” I stroke her jaw with my free hand. “I didn’t expect you to be a pro at sex or for it not to be awkward. We were teenagers.”

“Still, no doubt it sucked for you.”

I scoff. “Did you forget I came? I was worried it’d sucked for you.”

“Yes, it was painful, but you were gentle with me.”

I’ll always be gentle with you.

We’re interrupted by her stomach grumbling.

“Breakfast?” I ask, pulling away from her.

“I’m starving.”

“Do you work today?”

She shakes her head. “I have the spaghetti dinner fundraiser to raise money for the after-school program at church.” She motions back and forth between us. “Wehave the fundraiser dinner. I told you to mark it in your calendar.”

I forgot.

“I wait for your reminders,” I grumble.

“This is also a reminder that you’re helping me make the cookies.”

I groan. “How many again?”

“Only two hundred. Lauren and her mom are making the other two hundred, and Shirley is making the pies.”

“Jesus. We haven’t done that many in a few years.”

I nod. “Yep, so get ready.”

One of Carolina’s hobbies is hosting fundraisers. She’s done countless silent auctions and dinners for people, organizations, or the church’s needs. I love how much she loves helping others. I tag along, helping and allowing her to boss me around.

Her stomach growls again, and I hop off my bed.

“Let’s get food in your belly.”

17

Carolina

“Good morning, lovebirds,”Josh bursts out when we walk into the kitchen.

“Don’t start,” Rex warns.