The Nekkid Truth by Nicole Camden

Author:Nicole Camden
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pocket
Published: 2014-03-10T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Sara called late the next morning. It was strange. So often I would think of her and she would call, or I’d get an e-mail. She was stationed over in Virginia Beach this time, and I hadn’t seen her in the better part of a year.

“Hi, baby, it’s Sara. What’s up?”

“Sleeping with my detective. Think I love him. Help,” I said without preamble.

Understand that Sara has been engaged about five times. She is one of those women who truly love and appreciate men. She has an amazing capacity to give, though it’s slightly tainted by the fact that she has trouble saying no to just about anything.

I, on the other hand, have never told any guy that I loved him, and I hated it when they fell in love with me. A one-sided relationship just isn’t fun for anyone.

I switched to the cordless for this conversation and went into my studio to work on matting the photos of Marshall’s hands. He still hadn’t realized they were his, and that struck me as oddly significant, though I couldn’t have said why.

“Ohmigod. When did this happen? Is he any good?”

That’s the thing with best friends—there’s no need to mess around with preliminaries.

“A few days ago. And amazing.”

“How did you do it?”

“The deciding factors seemed to be a short skirt and a smart mouth.”

“I’m so jealous.”

“You’re surrounded by men.”

“Yeah, but I can’t sleep with half of them.”

“Since when has that stopped you?” I said, laughing.

“So, what’s the problem?” she wanted to know. “He loves you back, right?”

“I think so.”

“So go for it.”

“But—”

“You’re not going to go on about that face thing again?”

I pouted. “Maybe.”

“Listen, pet. What happened to you is fucked up. God knows I think it’s weird when you come to get me at the airport and you pick me out of the crowd by the ‘big boobs, tight jeans’ elimination method, but it doesn’t change the fact that you’re my best friend and I love you.”

“I know,” I muttered.

“So, why does it matter with him?”

“Sometimes, when he’s making love to me, I look up at his face, and it’s like a stranger’s inside me.”

There was a pause after that which could’ve held a four-course dinner.

“Wow,” she said. “Sounds like a lot of women’s fantasies.”

I laughed, and drew my knees up until I was curled up in a little ball on the stool. “I’ve done a lot of strangers. Being with someone forever means that you know his face as well as your own. It means that you can meet his eyes across a crowded room and know exactly what he’s thinking.”

Sara sighed. “I’m sure you’re right, but if you ask me, that’s only one part of loving someone. Why get stuck on that? If he’s worth it, then you’ll find your own way of loving each other.”

“How?”

“Sex?”

“Got that covered.”

“Lucky bitch.” She laughed. “Why don’t you ask him?”

“Just tell him what’s bothering me and ask him how we can fix it?”

“Why not?”

Why not, indeed. “Okay,” I said.

“Well, now that you’ve gotten me all horny, I’m gonna go see if I can find a stranger of my own.

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