‘Micah worships the ground I walk on and craves me and only me.’
‘I know he does, sweetie.’ Andrea reached over and twirled a strand of Emily’s hair between her fingers. ‘I was only teasing. Anyway, I honestly think Rob does it a few times a week. It doesn’t seem to matter how often we’re having sex.’
‘I could go weeks without thinking of s*x,’ I interjected. ‘Possibly months. But if I’m sleeping with someone I’m into, I want it constantly.’
‘That’s just your primal mating urge kicking in. I’m telling you. When we see someone we like, our bodies go all Neanderthal.’
‘Ugh, no shop talk tonight,’ Andrea groaned. ‘Everything isn’t about having babies.’
‘I know it isn’t.’ Emily’s tone was sharp. ‘If it were, I’d have a lot more of them. So would you.’
Andrea paled. ‘Right.’ The crowd shi
