decided to go on a fishing expedition with Derek. She wanted to know what was up between him and Tom.
She knocked on Derek’s door, a bottle of wine in her hand.
He opened the door and raised an eyebrow at the bottle. “What’s up, doll?” he asked.
“Do you have any plans tonight?” Lily asked, shaking the bottle.
Derek opened the door wide, a smile on his face. “Not only don’t I have plans, but I have two more bottles if you want to get snockered.”
Lily laughed. “Just a couple of glasses.”
“So how did last night go?” Derek asked as he opened a drawer for a corkscrew.
When Lily stayed silent, Derek turned to her. “Not the details, love,” he assured her, “just the highlights.” He wiggled his eyebrows.
Lily laughed. She couldn’t help it. “I’m not telling you about it.” She blushed, her face turning as red as her hair.
“A couple of glasses of wine, you’ll tell all.”
Derek poured the wine and led Lily to the couch in the living room. He put the baseball game on the big screen as background while they talked.
They chatted about casual things through the first glass of wine. By the end of the second glass, everything was funny. Derek had to open another bottle of wine so that they could each have a third glass.
“So,” Derek finally asked. “How did it go?”
Lily sighed.
“That bad?” Derek asked, surprised. He had always figured that Jake would be a great lover. He had never gotten a chance to see him in action. He didn’t share women with Jake like he did with Tom. Derek slammed the door shut on that thought.
“No, it was great,” she said. “Just a little embarrassing.”
“Darlin’, if you were embarrassed, he didn’t do something right.”
Lily flushed partially with embarrassment, partially because of all the wine. She leaned toward Derek, swaying slightly. “The sex was awesome, so much better than doing it myself.”
Derek laughed and hugged her. “I would hope so. So what was embarrassing?”
Lily knew she should never have said she was embarrassed. Derek was a good enough friend that there was no way he would let it go without an explanation. “It was just that my monthly friend came a week early.” Then she frowned. “I think. It seems to have already stopped.”
* * * *
Derek felt an overwhelming tenderness. “Lily, you know that you’re going to bleed a little the first time.”
“I shouldn’t have,” she said. “I’m twenty-six years old. And I definitely shouldn’t have the second time.”
Derek knew he should have been embarrassed himself talking about this, but this was Lily. She was his best friend.
“Lily, you’re a tiny, little thing. I know that Jake’s hung like a horse. The second time would be worse than the first.” Derek frowned. “Jake should have known that and left you alone.”
Now Lily blushed hotly. “I, um, sort of woke him up with, um…”
Derek stopped her before she could go on. “Ahhh. No need to say more, doll.”
“Then Tom showed up early,” Lily said.
Derek stiffened. “He did? What did he say?” He tried to sound casual and drained his glass. He got up unsteadily and refilled it then topped off Lily’s glass.
“He didn’t catch us or anything,” she said. “He was hung over and didn’t even question why Jake was there.”
She slid her slightly blurry gaze toward Derek. “He did ask about you though. I guess some girl told him I was teasing you.”
“Gillian.” Derek said flatly. “Yeah, she tried to get me to go home with them last night. When I didn’t want to, she told Tom that I must have been pining over you. They left about ten minutes later.”
“Why would she think you’d go home with them?” Lily asked.
Derek cleared his throat. “She knew someone that Tom and I, um, spent some time with.”
“Together?” She sounded shocked. “I thought I heard Jake mention that at the bar, but I didn’t realize he meant you sleep with a woman at the same
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