Nicole's POV
Dear moon goddess. This's definitely not what I want to hear. Not now. I call Bianca, hoping she can clear my mind a bit. But now her moans are making the whole thing even more complicated.
"Can you please hit pause?" I plead, feeling my body heating up. Not a good sign. "This is important—my brain’s doing the cha-cha-cha, and not in a fun way."
"Fine," Bianca says, probably with an eye-roll I could practically hear through the line.
From the background, a voice hollers, "What the f**k is going on? You can't actually stop right now!" His tone suggests he’s definitely not an old flame. This one’s a new flavor in Bianca’s ice cream parlor of relationships.
"Sorry baby, emergency call," Bianca explains nonchalantly. "Why don’t you, uh, jerk yourself off and come back in ten
