Kissing in Cars (Kiss and Make Up #1)(35)

I know - rough life, right?

Now let me tell you what my ideal way to wake up on Sunday morning IS NOT: three hysterical teenage girls jumping on top of me, shaking me out of my slumber in a fit of giggles. But guess what: that's exactly how it went down the day after my big date.

It's so loud in my room from the shouting that I'm forced to cover my head with my blankets to block it out, while also serving as a snuffle for my sudden cursing.

Huh, maybe I do take after Matthew after all...

I didn't think it could possibly get any more irritating, but I'm proved wrong because Jenna full out hops up onto my bed, yanks off my down comforter, and begins bouncing up and down. "Wake up, wake up, wake up!" She chants.

"Oh my god." I snap, "Why are you here?" I hurl my pillow at her but miss (by a long shot, I might add), then realize how counterproductive the move was.

Now I have no pillow.

"Get out of bed slut and tell us about your date," my friend Maddie deadpans, unceremoniously taking my desk chair and pulling it out. She flips her long blond bangs out of her eyes, straddles the chair backwards, and sits. "We waited all night for you to get home so you can't kick us out."

"Yeah, I can't believe you didn't at least text one of us from a bathroom." Tasha chimes in, sentencing me with an accusing stare. She takes a sip of her Starbucks Chai Latte (it's written on the side of her cup) and perches herself at the foot of my Queen sized bed. "That's girl code."

"Actually Tasha, girl code is not dating your friends ex-boyfriend...."

"Shut up, Maddie."

As I lay there - freezing by the way - in nothing but boxer shorts, a tank top with my bedding completely ripped off, I look around at my three friends and groan. Jenna is now sitting by my head and peers down at me with a smirk on her face. She's got on a full face of make-up and yellow feather earrings wisp down to her shoulders. "We're not leaving, so you mine as well sit up and start talking."

Everyone nods.

Jenna leans over so we're eye to eye. "Did he kiss you?"

Tasha immediately scoffs. "Of course he kissed her! Have you seen that guy? He's sex on a stick!"

This comment causes Maddie to raise her eyebrows and snort. Loudly. "Sex on a stick? What the hell does that mean?"

"Oh my god you guys, would you please stop? Just stop." I rub my temples with my forefingers and close my eyes. I know how excited they were for this date and they're here because they love me, so I take a deep breath and let it out before saying, "It was really a really...good date." Hey, I don't want to lay all my cards out on the table at once. Then they get all greedy.

Maddie rolls my desk chair closer to the bed and rests her arms on the back of the seat. "Where did he take you?"

"Do you guys mind if I get up and brush my teeth? I feel gross." I try to sit up so I can put my legs over the edge of the bed, but Jenna pushes me back down.

"Stay. You're a flight risk and we're not taking any chances. Now spill."

"Jeez, at least let me sit up." I huff.

"Wait! Everyone wait!" Tasha throws her hands in the air, crisscrossing them like a referee. "Ladies. We forgot to ask one of the most important details. The detail that sets the whole scene...." She is at the foot of the bed but she stretches herself out, leaning towards me with the intensity of a lioness stalking her prey. "What...were...you...wearing?"

What is it with girls and wardrobe selections? Sheesh. I bite the inside of my cheek to hold back the smile threatening to escape. Before I can talk, Jenna interrupts, talking rapidly. "She wore that white peplum top with dark skinnies and those high espadrille wedges. She looked smokin' hot. Okay Molly - Go." She points her finger at me to indicate I should continue, but then Maddie interrupts.

"Were you showing boob?" She reaches over and grabs Tasha's latte, taking a big sip, which earns her a loud "Hey, give that back!"

Was I showing boob? I shrug. "Uh, I guess a little?"

"Nice..." Maddie nods approvingly. "Did you see him checking out your cleeve?" (apparently, this is Maddie talk for cleavage)

I nod. "Yes actually, and he wasn't the least bit embarrassed to get caught."

"Yeah, because he wanted to get his man hands on 'em," she cackles and Tasha high five's her.

"Okay so where did he take you?" Jenna asks. "It was driving me crazy all night - Ugh, I still can't believe you didn't text..."

I look around before answering, ringing my blanket between my hands because I know my response is going to put them all over the edge. I cover my ears before saying, "The Shedd Aquarium. We went downtown."

A chorus of very un-ladylike 'shut the f*ck up,' 'holy shit' and 'O-M-G's' fill the room, plus lots of squeals and screaming, and once it dies down Jenna silences the group with a "Shh, shh, shh... Oh my god. Oh my god. Amazing. I'm so super jealous." Her earrings float around her face and even at nine in the morning it strikes me how adorable she is. "Damn that guy is good. I never would have guessed he had it in him."

Tasha snorts. "That's because he wants to have 'it' in her." Everyone laughs, including me - not that I don't think her words aren't embarrassing (because my face is now bright red), but because sometimes I forget how clever she is.