AR Returns Ch38

It’s not quite chilly enough to warrant hot chocolate, but Jess is sick of Florida and if she’s wearing long-sleeves, anything goes. Or maybe she just feels less inhibited when Riley’s around.

They stand outside the little café just down the street from Adella’s apartment. College students are everywhere, so Riley has to wear a Heat cap and big sunglasses.

Riley and Jess sip their drinks, watching cars go by.

“Your mom’s suspicious,” Jess tells her right away.

“How? Why?”

“Someone must’ve seen me come over to your house.”

“Can’t you say you were delivering Kayla’s dildos or something?”

“That’s actually what I went with,” Jess replies.

“Then it’s fine.”

They drink in silence.

“She is acting weird,” Riley says after a moment.

“What do you mean?”

“I don’t know. She asked me to change all the sheets today. That’s never been one of my chores. Probably not a big deal.”

“You have to change sheets? Whose sheets? Her sheets?”

Riley glances over to see Jess wearing a more intent expression.

“So?”

Jess chews her lip for a moment. She blows on her hot chocolate and drinks, never taking her eyes off Riley. She slurps theatrically and Riley snorts.

“What?” she presses.

“What I’m hearing here,” Jess says, taking one hand off her cup to twist a lock of her hair around her finger. “Is that we can make a mess in your Mom’s bed without her knowing.”

“Oh my god.” Riley puts her face in her hand. “How is there someone who is even thirstier and weirder than me?”

“I haven’t felt the touch of a woman in like a week,” Jess whines.

“It’s been three days. And don’t tell me you and Stef don’t do anything when me and Adella aren’t around,” Riley adds.

“Not as much as you’d think,” Jess says, a little irked. “So can I come over?”

“Shouldn’t we ask our partners?”

“We can compensate them with a picture.”

“Oh, speaking of.” Riley gets the bag off her shoulder and passes the scrapbook to Jess, who pushes it back.

“No, keep it. We’ll put something in it tonight, then I’ll have it with Stef tomorrow. A nice new photo guarantees I get laid.” Jess taps a finger against the side of her head. “Smart.”

Riley does her best not to laugh.

“Laugh it up. You’ll be married one day,” Jess mutters.

“Huh? Riley sobers. “Right. I, uh, yeah. You really think Adella’s the type to settle down?”

“Honey, there is nothing she won’t do for you,” Jess assures her.

Riley blushes a little. “Well, now I feel bad.”

“For what? Fucking me in your parents’ bed? Why?”

“You are a lot today.”

“Well, Stef might’ve made brownies last night. And I might’ve had one this morning,” Jess admits.