Melt With You by Alison Tyler

Author:Alison Tyler
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781448133079
Publisher: Ebury Publishing

Chapter Eleven

Dori didn’t remember how she got home. Everything after the club was a blank. When she looked around, she realized that was a misstatement. She hadn’t gotten home. This wasn’t her home in 08 or 88.

So where the fuck was she?

She heard a high-pitched noise, and she squinted at the sound. Someone was talking to her. ‘Polly want a blow job?’

She turned her head and saw Bette’s parrot, neon-green head and dark emerald feathers, staring at her from a cage hanging by the window. ‘Pretty Polly. Pretty Polly. Polly want a blow job?’

God, only Bette would have taught her parrot to say something filthy like that. But Dori was grateful the noise was coming from a bird and not a human.

She blinked hard and looked around, and her head seemed to scream once more. The paint on the walls was scarlet. The color of the inside of a rose, she thought. No, not quite a flower. This was the color of Bette’s favorite nail polish – Voluptuous Vixen – and that voluptuous vixen herself, Bette, was in the bed next to her, crashed out hard with her face pressed deep into one of her silver satin pillows.

Quietly, Dori sat up in the bed. She knew the apartment well. She’d made extra cash in high school cleaning up for Bette twice a month. She remembered carting out liquor bottles, emptying ashtrays filled with kiss-imprinted cigarette butts. Once, she had found Bette’s vibrator tucked into the bottom groove of the frame when she’d made the bed, and she’d been mortified.

What to do?

Put the toy somewhere where Bette would find it and realize Dori had seen it? Ultimately, she’d let the thing roll to the base of the bed, where Bette might think the vibrator had wound up all by itself.

Now, she pushed off the black-and-white zebra-striped sheets and walked slowly to the bright pink bathroom. Colors, which had been her friends the night before, now hurt her. She wished Bette had an all-white bathroom rather than this fuchsia-and-black monstrosity. She splashed water on her face, then went to the kitchen in search of a glass of water. She was only half-surprised to see Mica and Van asleep on the leather couch, curled up together like puppies. Mica was fully dressed in the sleek indigo tank-dress she’d had on the night before, but the hem was up past her hip, and Dori could see that the woman was naked underneath the silk. Van’s shirt was off. Even fast asleep, he maintained his rock-god good looks. Dori remembered in a flash what they’d done the night before, and she felt her cheeks coloring, imagining the hue as bright pink as the walls in Bette’s bathroom.

She filled a glass with tap water, remembering that this was life before the bottled water phase. Glass in hand, she went outside, onto Bette’s tiny patio. It was late. The sun was high. Weren’t they all supposed to be at work? She drank her water and watched a hummingbird hover over Bette’s wispy purple flowers.

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