“Jesus.” I blow out a breath, wishing she’d stop. “I gotta go, Mads.”
“You liar! You're just trying to get rid of me.”
I throw her a boyish grin. “I’d never.”
“I want details, you hear me? Text me all the juiciness.” She points her finger at me.
Scrunching my nose, I shake my head. She’s just as bad as Everleigh. “I think you’ve confused me with one of your gossipy girlfriends again.”
With narrowed eyes, she tries to persuade me, but it’s not going to work. “Liam and I won’t be able to have s*x for six weeks. I need your dating life to hold me over.”
“Maddie, I didn’t enjoy hearing you guys in the next room for three weeks, so I most definitely don’t enjoy hearing you talk about it.” It’s as bad as finding my sister’s c**t massager.
“Geez, you’re so dramatic.”
In the break room, I
