Free Claiming Carter by Ws Greer Page B

me how it ended.”
    I twisted my lips into a dissatisfied frown and Lexy quickly noticed my frustration.
    “Aww, come on! Don’t tell me he ruined it with some corny line about his dick size, or admitting he still lived with his mother. Please don’t let me down. I was beginning to have hope for this one!” Lexy barked.
    “No, no. It wasn’t anything like that. However, I was pretty disappointed with the way the night ended,” I complained. “We’d had this great night, full of conversation and getting to know each other, and even a little flirting. But, all of a sudden, out of the blue, the guy who drove us to the restaurant came running over to the table. He told Kelvin something about someone named Ant being at the restaurant and that we needed to go. Kelvin seemed like he was kind of spooked by something and we left pretty prematurely. I still had a quarter of my steak left to finish.
    “And then, once we’d finally made it back to my place, I was waiting for at least a goodnight kiss. I tried to get close to him and brush up against him a little bit, you know, to try to let him know I was okay with it. But he just backed away, said goodnight, and left.”
    Lexy raised her eyebrows as she took another sip from her White Sox travel mug. “Wow. Maybe he’s gay.”
    I let out a loud chuckle that echoed throughout the small lounge. “Oh my gosh, Lex, he is not gay! Trust me. I know for a fact he isn’t gay. He was doing a lot of flirting. Good flirting. He knew what he was doing to me, and I think he knew he could have me if he wanted me, which is why it was so frustrating when he left without so much as a kiss goodbye.”
    Just then, the door to the lounge swung open and Angela Bronson came strutting in. She was wearing her usual, completely unnecessary, teal colored hospital scrubs, and her curly black hair was pulled into a loose, messy ponytail. I shook my head in disgust as she sauntered over to the coffee machine without acknowledging Lexy and me. It had only been a month since I caught her with her lips around Tim’s dick, so the tension between us was still extremely high.
    “Well,” Lexy began. I knew she was about to say something crazy. “The good news is, at least you don’t have to worry about his cock being infested by an old bitch’s gross, crusty lips. That alone makes him a standout.”
    My eyes bulged in my head as I tried to stifle my laughter. Angela let out a loud sigh, and paused before pouring her coffee into a hideous Green Bay Packers mug—just another reason for us to hate her.
    “Now all you need to do,” Lexy continued, “is make sure Angela here doesn’t see him, or she’d be sucking his balls for sure.”
    “Holy shit, Lex,” I said as I covered my mouth with my hand.
    Angela put her coffee mug down on the black countertop and turned around to face us. She sighed for a second time before finally speaking.
    “I never meant to come in between you guys, Lily. I know that it was wrong, and I have already apologized. But, talking about me and making fun of me won’t change anything,” Angela said.
    “I’m not trying to change anything, Angela. It is what it is. And don’t get me wrong, I blame Tim more than I blame you. All I can say is that I’m still a little pissed about the whole thing, and my good friend, Lexy here, is allowed to say whatever she wants to say. I’m not out to hurt your feelings. Believe it or not, I’m doing quite well with moving on with my life. But, that doesn’t change what you did.”
    “You’re moving on with your life? Not from what I can tell. As far as I can see, you’re still hung up on Tim and mad that I was able to take him away from you. You’re obviously not over it if you’re still pissed about it. You need to really move on with your life, and get over it,” Angela countered just as she turned to grab her mug and began walking towards the door.
    As the door closed, I looked over at Lexy with a frown. “Have I told you