She smiled sweetly. “Okay.”
Unable to help himself, he leaned in for one more kiss. “Have a good day, Willow.” When he turned to leave, she called out to him. “Yeah?”
“You’re going to totally love having me as a girlfriend. I promise to take really good care of you.”
One more kiss.
“You already have.”
15
“What in the world is all this?”
“These are chocolate-covered bananas with marshmallows on the base,” Donna explained, pointing to the platter in her hands.
“They look like penises.”
“They’re supposed to.” She winked.
“Oh, my God…”
“And these,” Jen added, “are Flirtinis and they are super yummy. You may have to ditch your boring Malibu and pineapple for them. Trust me.”
“What’s in them?”
“Okay, so it’s very similar to your drink, but different. It’s vodka, champagne, and pineapple juice. You’ll love them.”
“Oooh…I wonder if we dip the banana in the Flirtini if it tastes good?” Donna asked excitedly. “Let’s check that out!”
“What is happening right now?” Willow asked as her friends made themselves comfortable on her sofa. “I thought we were going out?”
“Nah, we needed a girls’ night in,” Donna said, waving one of the chocolate banana penis things around. “We want all the details about your trip with Levi, and we don’t want to hear it with him hovering.”
“Levi doesn’t hover…”
“Oh, please…,” Jen said, snorting. “He totally hovers. There would be no way for us to talk about him if he was right there. That’s why we decided to come over tonight and get all the details. This way, when we go to McGee’s tomorrow night, we’ll know how to be around him.”
“Be around him?” she parroted, still not quite following this ridiculous conversation. “Why would you have to worry about that?”
Her friends looked at each other with knowing smirks before looking at her.
Here it comes…
Donna put the banana down and shifted a bit on the couch, her elbows resting on her knees. “We were hoping to ease into the subject, but…it’s clear that you’re not going to let that happen.”
“Let what happen? I still have no idea what’s going on!”
“Oh, Willow. Sweet, sweet, naïve Willow,” Jen said, reaching out and patting her on the knee. “You had that delicious man all to yourself for a whole week and a day. Or two. I can’t remember, but either way, you had a lot of alone time with Levi. Pretending to be your boyfriend. And you were pretending to be his girlfriend.” She sighed dreamily. “I’m betting you have a lot of stories to tell about all the um…role-playing you had to do.”
Oh, good Lord…
“And we’re not talking about the boring stuff like hand-holding,” Donna chimed in. “We’re interested in hearing about what kind of a kisser he is and what he looks like with his shirt off.”
Willow felt herself blushing from the roots of her hair to the soles of her feet. She knew they were going to have this conversation, she just hadn’t expected it quite so soon after she got home. Hell, Levi had only left her apartment less than twelve hours ago after declaring himself her boyfriend, shouldn’t she have been allowed a little more time before being forced to share all the sexy details?
“She’s blushing,” Jen observed in a not-so-quiet whisper. “You know what that means!”
“It means she found out a whole lot more than how Levi kisses and how he looks without his shirt,” Donna replied.
“Think she’s going to give us the details?”
“If we ply her with enough Flirtinis.”
“I’m sitting right here,” Willow said, groaning and doing her best to hide her face in her hands.
“Come on, Wills, don’t get prudish on us. You know you want to tell us.”
“Not like this,” she murmured.
“Okay, fine,” Donna said, miffed. “Have a penis banana while Jen pours you a drink. We’ll talk about something else in the meantime. Happy?”
She reluctantly accepted the banana, but she didn’t feel right about biting into it. “Um…do we have any other snacks?”
“I baked cookies,” Jen said, reaching into her bag and pulling out a large Tupperware container. “Chocolate chip. The big and soft kind that you like.”
Beside her, Donna smirked. “Big and soft cookies–bet Levi’s wasn’t big and soft.” Then she laughed hysterically. “Or maybe I should say I hope it was big but not soft.”
“Dude, you totally blew that,” Jen said and then cracked herself up. “I totally didn’t mean that the way it sounded, but how freaking funny am I?”
Willow had to admit they were pretty funny and found herself laughing too. “You two are utterly ridiculous, but I love you.”
“Seriously, Willow, we are going to need details. All the blow by blow,” Jen stated and instantly started laughing again. “OMG, how do I keep doing that?”
“Um…maybe because you have sex on the brain?” Donna replied.
“Oh, and you don’t?”
“Okay, okay, okay,” Willow interrupted, holding out her glass. “Someone fill me up!”
“That’s what she said!” both friends said before falling back in another fit of laughter.
It’s going to be a long night…
Letting them laugh, Willow poured herself a Flirtini and grabbed one of the cookies. They really were her favorite–especially when they were still warm and gooey like this. She eyed the kitchen and considered getting herself a glass of milk and saving the Flirtini for later, but…she’d make it work.
Once her friends had calmed down, and they were all settled in their seats eating cookies and drinking, Willow finally felt ready to share a little about her trip.
“So…it was a good week,” she said, popping the last piece of cookie in her mouth. “A really good week.”
“How was Gammy?”
“She’s a pistol. I swear, if she was here right now, the three of you would have had a blast together. She poked and prodded at me about Levi too. Only she did it over mani-pedi’s. She got me all relaxed in the big massaging chair while getting my feet rubbed and then started asking about our sex life!”
“Go, Gammy!” Jen said, nodding with approval.
“At that point, did you and Levi have a sex life to be
