place my phone back on the coffee table and lean back into the couch. I wait a minute before I glance over at Ava and when I do, she is sitting there with her arms folded across her chest, glaring at me.
“So…what would you like for dinner tonight?”
“Nice try, Buddy. What was that phone call all about?”
“Oh, nothing. Jo seems to be having the same kind of trouble that you were having and can’t find a place of her own. So she asked if she could stay here.”
“Why isn’t she staying with Jeremy? From what I hear, there is more than enough room for her at his place.”
“I guess after what happened between them, she thinks it will be a little awkward.”
“And her staying here won’t be? I’m not sure if you noticed, Brody, but Jo and I didn’t exactly get along too well.”
Turning my body toward her, I place my hand on her thigh and start tracing circles up and down her bare leg. “I guess that means I will just have to spend more time at your place then.” My finger traces higher up her leg to the hem of her little shorts. She glances down at my hand on her leg and then back at my eyes.
“Brody, are you trying to distract me so that I forget I’m angry with you?”
Giving her my cheekiest grin I ask “Is it working.”
Her tongue flicks out and licks her bottom lip.
“You betcha.” She stands up and grabs hold of my hand and with her other hand she picks up the remote control and switches the TV off. Then she leads me into my bedroom and we make love until we both fall asleep wrapped in each other’s arms.
***
By the following Friday Jo has moved into my spare room. Glancing around at the new additions to the living room I already regret it. The walls are now covered in girly prints, there are fluffy pink cushions on the couch and the worst part is the makeup, hair care products and feminine hygiene items that have taken over the main bathroom. Thank Christ for my private bathroom.
On the Saturday night I invite Ava, the guys from the band and Tori and Emma around for dinner and drinks. It was actually Ava’s idea, even though she was a little bit skeptical of Jo living with me, she still wants to show her there are no hard feelings. Hopefully her little plan doesn’t backfire.
Jeremy
I can’t believe the fucking nerve of the guy. Why the fuck would I want to go to his house and watch him suck face with my girl? When Jo called me this morning to tell me about the plans for dinner and drinks at Brody’s tonight, I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Does he think that everything is going to go straight back to normal and I will just forget that he stole my fucking girlfriend. Best friends don’t do that to each other and if they do they weren’t really best friends to begin with.
Aww, fuck. If I don’t go, I’m going to look like a damn sook.
Grabbing my keys, I quickly check my hair in the hall mirror and lock the door behind me. Tonight could get very interesting.
I knock on the door and hear the sound of a few muffled voices. I almost just walked straight in without knocking like I normally would, but that just wouldn’t feel right anymore. A few seconds later the door flies open and I am greeted by Jo, looking gorgeous in a black one piece playsuit. The suit has short sleeves and the neckline is a deep v that cuts down between her small perky breasts. The bottom of the suit is shorts that sit at the top of her thighs, showing off her long legs, the black heels on her feet making her legs look even longer.
“Cool outfit, Jo.”
She grins.
“Thanks. It’s one of my latest designs.”
“Yeah? It’s hot.”
She blushes softly as she steps aside and motions for me to enter. Scanning the room, my eyes fall on a head of long wavy hair and I can’t stop my eyes from roaming up and down her body. Old habits die hard, I guess. Ava looks really pretty tonight. She is wearing a short white sundress and brown cowgirl boots. On anyone else that outfit would look