Page 16 of My Anchor (Trio Series 1)
“That’s fucked up Shane, no other words for it. I'm sorry that she did that to you. But at the risk of sounding like a selfish bitch, I'm glad she did because I would have never met you. And you would probably be one of those prissy rich bitches if you grew up in California.” She smiles, that is what I was going for.
“You are always so fricking blunt Linnie. But it’s true, I am glad I met you and Cris. I wouldn't change anything for the world, I just wish my dad would have been a bigger part of it.” I go and sit next to her on the couch.
“I know, but he is going to be now, better late than never right?”
“Right.” She agrees.
“What are you going to say to your mom?” she gives me a stunned look like I'm crazy for asking.
“Nothing. It won't matter anyway, she will just deny, probably even try and talk me out of seeing him. No, I'm not telling her anything, she will just ruin it. That’s what she does Linn.” That is so true.
“Alright hun, I get it. I won't say a word.”
“I am dreading this trip can you just, I don't know, drug me or something. Break my leg maybe so I don't have to go. Why did I say I would do this? I hate weddings anyway. And them damn ‘brothers’ of mine” she makes air quotes when she says brothers “are dicks anyway. Kyle always has some sexual innuendo he says. I swear the guy’s mind lives in the gutter.” Shana is on a rant trying to get ready for her mom to pick her up. It’s Thursday night and they are heading to Seattle, staying over so they can hit the bridal shops early. Every girl’s dream right? So not for me.
“I thought you said he was hot. Didn't you guys have a thing going on or something?” I point out. I remember her telling me about him.
“Oh my god, we were so drunk and it was not a thing we just… fuck, forget I said anything.”
“You slept with him, didn't you? It’s okay to tell me I won't judge.” I say in the most serious tone I can, trying to get her to open up.
Sighing she slightly nods her head. “Yes, we did. A couple times.” His face turns red. “It was just one weekend. He was pissed about something his wife did.” I hold up my hand.
“Wife? Shane!” She covers her face with her hands now.
“I know.” She says behind her hands. “I'm a bad person.” Taking her hands down she explains more. “He left her, came home and crashed at the house. Mom and John were gone, the twins were on spring break somewhere and I was there alone.” I nod and she continues. “Well he got there all crabby and shit so we proceeded to get drunk. One thing led to another and we slept together. It totally sucked the first time and the next morning he was so embarrassed and ashamed of what we did. But I convinced him to give it another try, telling him he owed me a better romp in the sheets. So we did, four more times after that. Then he just up and left, I tried to talk to him after that but he would just blow me off. I mean I wasn't expecting a proposal or anything but damn he was just so cold about it.” I know she is trying to play it off but I’ve known Shana for years and she was hurt by this guy. Maybe not much but she was, I remember seeing her. A guy like that is, well, an asshole due to girl code and all that.
“Well hell, I really didn't see all of that story coming. I figured something happened between you two, but wow a whole weekend? Was he good?” Laughing at my curiosity she nods her head.
“Oh yeah.”
“You bad bad girl.”
We break into a fit of giggles like a couple little grade school girls talking about boys.
