Her eyes widen and she sips her coffee. “Oh.”


    Our breakfast arrives. “Thank you.” We both smile.


    Brielle cuts into her eggs benedict. “Then what?’


    I bite into my toast. “This sounds some, even to my ears. He told me that he wasn’t married and he


    couldn’t see me because he had things going on and-”


    “Wait, why did Thomas text him then?” She cuts me off.


    I shrug. “Apparently they were going away and Thomas didn’t know where he was.” I continue to


    chew my toast. “And then I did something stupid.”


    “What?”


    “I told him I was looking for casual sex.” She smirks as she chews. “Since when are you looking for


    casual anything?”


    I shake my head as I cut into my breakfast. “I don’t know. I guess it sounded cool at the time.”


    “What did he say?”


    “What do you think?”


    Sheughs. “Yeah, right. What guy knocks back casual sex?”


    I chew my bacon in disgust at myself. “So, anyway…” I frown. Shit, this really is ridiculous when I


    hear myself say it. “We spent every night together since then.”


    She screws up her face. “That’s not very casual.”


    “I know.”


    “What’s he like?”


    I shake my head. “Gorgeous.”


    She raises her brow in question.


    “I’m not even joking. Like, gorgeous, sexy, gorgeous.”


    She purses her lips as she thinks. “Hmm, okay. Go on.”


    “So,st night I went out to dinner with Mark to tell him that we as a couple are a no go.”


    “Yes.”


    “And his parents came.”


    She frowns. “Why?”


    I shake my head. “‘Cause he’s an idiot. Anyway, they were really nice and halfway through the meal a


    waiteres over with a tray of tequ and cream.”


    She stops eating as she stares at me.Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org.


    “It  was  sent  by  star.  The  smartass  was  saying  that  the  Emmaline  cream  was  unavable  for


    purchase, so he sent an alternative.”


    “I don’t get it.”


    “Tequ with a cream chaser?” I widen my eyes. “To signify the tequ sex drinking game… and the


    cream chaser is what he was rewarded with for going down on me?”


    Brielle chokes on her coffee and it flies all over the table as she coughs. “Holy fuck!” she splutters.


    “I know, right?”


    “He was there?” she asks.


    “Sitting at the bar watching us.”


    Her eyes widen.


    “So, I go to the toilet and he just barges in. Then we fight and I tell him that I need three hours to tell


    Mark it’s not happening between us.”


    She nods as she eats.


    “Then star sits at the bar chatting up some hot red head for the whole time and I get, like, fuming


    mad.”


    She smiles broadly and shakes her head.


    “Then finally Marks parents leave and Mark instantly picks up my hand and starts frigging kissing it.


    star storms over to the table like the Hulk and goes all caveman, telling Mark to get his fucking hands


    off of his girlfriend.”


    Her eyes widen in horror. “But I thought you said it was casual.”


    “It’s supposed to be!” I snap. “Oh, and that’s not the worst of it. He told Mark I was handing in my


    resignation.”