Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 15575 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 78(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 52(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15575 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 78(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 52(@300wpm)
Ward pressed his lips together and then ran fingers through his hair. “I don’t know what is going on, okay? I can’t exactly explain it. I like Kirsty a lot.” He wasn’t about to tell his best friend that she was a virgin. “And I know this is crazy, but I want this to work, and with the bet and everything.”
“Fuck the bet. It was something that happened in school. I doubt anyone would actually take ownership of the damn thing. It was an age where people might think you and Kirsty got together.”
“Right,” Ward said, gripping the back of his neck. “Still not fun, though.”
“Doesn’t matter now, I lost. I thought either at prom, or after graduation. Once I lost those two, I stopped trying to guess when the two of you would get it on.”
“We’re both thirty years old. I mean, who would imagine me and Kirsty dating at this age?”
“True.” Christopher shrugged. “And you’re not killing each other.”
“No, we’re not. It’s kind of a miracle.”
He wasn’t about to tell his best friend that he absolutely loved being with Kirsty. From afar, he’d seen her laugh, watched her enjoy life, and just embrace everything that was thrown at her. Now, being in her company, up close, personal, kissing her, exploring her body, was the greatest thing he’d ever experienced.
****
Kirsty poured the marinade into the bags of chicken while Bethany supervised the meatballs in the sauce.
She couldn’t stop thinking about Ward. For the past three weeks, it had been a dream, and a lot of fun. Sneaking around, making out, exploring one another. Kirsty had thought the excitement would fizzle out, or they’d both see that they were not compatible. That hadn’t happened. If anything, being with each other had become even more exciting than she originally thought.
“Hey, Bethany, can I ask you something?”
“Of course. I don’t know why you even have to ask me that?”
She finished sealing the last bag of chicken and turned toward her friend. “What was … your first time like?”
“My first time what?” Bethany tapped the side of the pan and turned toward her.
“Sex.”
Bethany’s eyes went wide. “Oh, my first time. It was awful. It was with Randall, in the back of the car, and it hurt, and it wasn’t a lot of fun. I think I even remember crying.” She winced.
“You cried?”
“Yeah, Randall took that quite hard. We’d been fooling around for a long time, we were kids. It’s what kids did.” She wrinkled her nose. “I hope my kids don’t.”
Kirsty couldn’t help but laugh.
Bethany rubbed at her temple. “Yeah, I’m going to have to talk with Randall about letting any of our children go out with anyone who is more than just a friend.”
“It was awful?”
“Yeah, of course it was awful. Randall and I, we were both … you know, virgins. He’d not been with anyone else, neither had I. We didn’t have a clue what we were doing, and funnily enough, I do believe that’s how little David was conceived, that first night.”
“So it sucks?”
“Not now,” Bethany said. “The first time did as we were young and fumbling around, not knowing what to do, but then Randall read books, and he learned, and we explored each other. When we don’t have kids banging at our door, we completely enjoy it, as you can tell. We have four kids.”
“All it took was practice?”
“Yes, and it helped that I love Randall. Don’t get me wrong, I know there are a lot of guys and girls out there that don’t need to have that, but it helped us.” Bethany smiled at her and walked over, putting her hands on her shoulders. “Does this have anything to do with a certain guy called Ward, who has been caught sneaking over here?”
“What the … how did you know that?”
“Oh, honey, the fact that you and Ward think you can sneak around in a small town is completely hilarious. Trust me, you can’t. It is already known that you two are secretly dating, but don’t worry. We’re all pretending we secretly don’t know about it.”
Kirsty opened and closed her mouth. “I had … wow.”
Bethany laughed and hugged her tight. “I have to admit, though, I am curious as to why you’re asking about a first-time kind of thing.”
This time, her face went bright red.
“Kirsty Helen Blake, are you about to tell me that in all the years we’ve known each other, you’ve never had sex?”
She shrugged.
Bethany pressed her hands to her mouth in a gasp. “Now that I think about it, you’ve never actually talked about the whole sex thing, and I’ve not seen you dating a whole lot of men. Oh, honey, that sucks. I am so sorry.”
This time, she couldn’t help but laugh. “Why are you sorry?”
“You’re a thirty-year-old virgin. You and Ward haven’t, you know, done the deed?”