It Pours by C.D. Cain

Author:C.D. Cain [Cain, C.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bedazzled Ink Publishing
Published: 2016-05-27T07:00:00+00:00

“YOU’RE KIDDING ME?”

“I wish I were. I have a pond in my bathroom and hallway now.” I held the cell phone against my cheek and studied the mess in front of me. “The landlord says he will have someone out in a few minutes. I’m packing an overnight bag now to go stay at Grant’s.”

“Ah. And is that where you want to stay?” Jazlyn’s voice was as if she knew my answer already. From the time I had met her she seemed to know my wishes sometimes quicker than I myself did.

“No, not particularly.”

“So come stay here.”

“I couldn’t do that. I’m in y’alls hair more than I need to be now. This may take all weekend to repair. You do not want me staying on your couch the entire weekend.”

“Nope. I wouldn’t dream of you staying on the couch that long. You can have the bed.”

“Ummmm . . . what?”

Jazlyn’s laugh was throaty. “We’re going out of town, crazy girl. We’re jetting as soon as Vi comes in from the hospital. You can stay here. It’s no problem. Totally up to you though.”

I walked into the living room and looked around the room. A change of scenery from my everyday life would very nearly be like a vacation to me. One that couldn’t be found if I went from this place to Grant’s. The memoires would only follow me there. “Are you sure you don’t mind?” I asked as I sat on the arm of the couch.

“Not one bit, honey. I’d be happy if you stayed here.”

“Then I will. I can’t thank you enough. It would be great to have a different atmosphere for a while.”

“Excellent. I’ll have the place ready for you.”

I felt the sting of Grant’s whiskers on my lips and noticed I had reached up to rub at my bottom lip. I felt the wave of nausea run across my stomach as I remembered his hips pressed against mine. “Hey, Jazlyn?”

“Yeah?” Her voice was dampened against the sound of glass bottles clinking against one another.

“You sound busy. Are you?”

“Not at all. I’m just picking you out a good bottle of wine. What’s up?”

“Gawd, sometimes I feel like all I do is ask you a thousand questions. I’m afraid you’re going to become sick of me soon.”

“Not going to happen. If you haven’t figured it out yet . . . I kind of like ya. Besides my brain needs a good picking every now and then.”

I slid off the arm of the couch onto the sofa cushion. I never found it easy to talk to anyone about sex and this conversation would be no exception. Maybe talking over the phone would be easier than sitting across from her at the bar. “It’s kinda hard to talk about actually.”

“Ooooh, this one sounds juicy. Let me grab a seat.” I heard chair legs slide across the floor and figured she was sitting at the dining table.

“Did you . . . I mean what was it like with Zach? Like in a sexual way.

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