Kissing The Pretty Stranger

JACQUELINE

"Now, this? That is what a real man looks like," Chloe winked, turning her phone and showing it to us. A gasp escaped my lips at the sight of a tall, chocolate-skinned man on her Tinder profile. Wow. She had spent minutes raving about her newest date since we got to the café. I became so sure he wasn't at all good-looking like she kept on describing. But this man was a sight to behold.

"Get it, girl!" Natalie whooped from beside me, snickering as she leaned forward, tapping Chloe's arm with a sense of urgency. "How was the sex?!" She asked, in what I knew she assumed was a whisper.

"Natalie!" I cautioned, my cheeks reddening a little as I instinctively glanced around the café we were sitting in. And sure enough, there were a handful of people already sending disapproving looks our way. Not that my friends would care anyway.

"Ah, come on, Jackie," Natalie rolled her eyes. "Don't start with the prude behavior again. This is a sacred moment for me,

and I very much want to hear every detail of how good this man fucks, alright?"

I chuckled despite myself. With my friends I could never win. I didn't know why I still tried up until now, this was just how they were. I smiled, instinctively looking down at the watch around my wrist once more. I still had a full hour before I had to leave for work, so there was time. Willing myself to stop worrying, I looked back up at my friends, half listening to Chloe's raunchy tale. At intervals, Nat would let out a boisterous laugh, hitting the table lightly in glee. At the sight of the smile on her face, I couldn't help but laugh too. My best friends were the craziest people.

"Ah, he does sound dreamy," Nat nodded in approval. "He's hot, rich, and he's great in bed. Looks like you've struck gold, Chlo. Better keep him close," She winked.

Chloe twirled a strand of her blonde curls in her hand, heaving a little. "Yeah, I guess so. But…I'm wondering if he can do other things too.." She trailed off.

I cocked an eyebrow. "Other things?" Natalie and I exchanged confused looks. "Things like what?"

"You know, be loyal, faithful, just someone who'd be there for me. Don't get me wrong, I love the sex. But I need more."

Natalie responded by letting out a chuckle. "Sweetie, the man can fuck. I think that covers all that. After all, it's not like you want to marry him or something."

Here we go.

As though on cue, they both began to argue about it. Nat was on team 'one night stand' and Chloe was on…well, the same team. I like to call it 'one night stand turned boyfriend'. Our table was attracting stares once again.

"Guys, we're here to catch up and enjoy our iced coffees," I whined, gesturing to my own cup. "Can we get back to that? I don't even know what you're arguing about. But if it's still about Chloe's new man, then I'd say there's more to a relationship than just sex. Now can we get back—"

I was interrupted by laughter from both of them, making me roll my eyes.