Misbehaving(8)By: Tiffany Reisz
“Yeah, but he didn’t. Because I was with you and she was with me, they were together for the entire school year. And she was in love with him and he wouldn’t even give her the time of day. He treated her like his own baby sister.”
“Yeah, he was nice and respectful and didn’t once hit on her.”
“She hated it.”
“Do you hate me?”
“Yes.” Claudia slammed the pillow down onto his stomach. He laughed and pulled her into his arms.
“I’m sorry, babe. I didn’t really think that maybe they were actually in love with each other. Ben didn’t want anything serious. That wasn’t his style. I thought they just wanted to fuck and they could do that with anybody.”
“True,” Claudia said. Beatriz had a gift for wrapping guys around her finger and Ben had a line of young ladies waiting to be his next one-night to two-week stand.
“You were the only person in the world to me back then. I would have done anything to keep us together. Forgive me? My cock and my heart were in the right place, right?” Henry asked, putting on his puppy dog eyes.
“I forgive you. Maybe.” Claudia could never resist the puppy dog eyes. “I mean you’re probably right. He probably would have dumped her. He’s had as many girlfriends as Bea’s had boyfriends and that’s saying something,“ Claudia agreed somewhat reluctantly. She sort of liked painting Ben and Henry as the bad guys. She hated to admit that Henry had a point.
“Ben was seriously stoked about the job waiting for him after graduation. He couldn’t wait to get his ass out of Brooks. I think Ben would have crushed her if they’d gotten together back then.”
“See? I knew I was right. I’m the hero here really.” Henry puffed his chest out. Claudia rolled her eyes.
“Being right doesn’t make it okay.”
“How do I make it okay?” Henry asked. “I love Ben and I love Bea, and I really want you to take all your clothes off. And I’ll do whatever it takes to get you naked. And make them happy. But mostly get you naked.”
“We have to fix this. She’s still mad at him. He’s still mad at you. That means…they aren’t over each other.”
“Good point. So what now?”
Claudia knelt on the bed and pulled her shirt off.
“Well, Bea has this book review to write. She’s gotta find a partner to have sex with since the book’s a sex position manual for Generation Y.”
“What’s Generation Y?” Henry asked.
“You see, Bea has to try out the positions in the book. What if we tell Ben that Bea wants him to be her book buddy?”
“And tell Bea what?” Henry asked.
“We’ll tell Bea that Ben volunteered to help her out with this book thing. And so he’ll go to her room expecting sex. She’ll open the door expecting sex. They’ll have sex. And either it’ll work or it won’t and it doesn’t matter either way because you and I are getting married no matter what.” Claudia pulled off her bra and started to shimmy out of her jeans.
“Worth a shot. Anything to get me out of the doghouse and into doggie style.”
“Good. Go talk to Ben.”
“Can I fuck my bride-to-be first please?”
“No. Ben first. Then me.”
“I have to fuck Ben first? Good thing he’s pretty. You know he was bisexual for one week in college?”
“And you can just get lost in those blue eyes. I call that color Chris Pine blue.”
“I want to be the Spock to his Kirk. You know, the J.J. Abrams reboot, not the original series.”
“Henry!” Claudia flicked his nose—hard.
“I’m going. I’m going. Don’t start without me.”
Claudia tossed her panties at Henry’s back as he headed to the door. As soon as he was gone, she picked up the phone and called Bea’s room.
“Bea’s answering machine,” came the voice over the line. “Please leave a message at the beep.”
“This is the Hotel Essex,” Claudia said, rolling her eyes. “And no one has owned an answering machine in twenty years. And you’re just trying to annoy me.”