Nothing Gets Through Ch. 07

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Nothing Gets Through Ch. 07 © 2009 All Rights Reserved “Oh, wow,” said Dee, throwing her head back on the sofa. “That was great. I’m so glad they won.” Lani grinned. It was Monday night and Dee had invited her over to watch the first game of the road trip. They’d won, four to two. Even over the television, they could see Dom’s frustration. He had been screened on the first goal, but the second had been a bit soft. Lani hoped that the victory would dull his anger at letting those shots through. When the cameras had shown the team skating off, she had seen the absent nods he’d given his teammates as they all gathered around to tap his pads or pat his helmet. He was thinking about the ones that had gotten away, she was sure. “You studied up on the rules,” Lani observed. She stretched out in her chair, putting her feet up on the coffee table that was covered with the debris of game-watching. Bowls of popcorn, glasses of soda, and the remains of a half gallon of cookie dough ice cream from when the tension had gotten bad in the middle of the third period. “I did,” said Dee with a grin. She’d learned enough to argue—knowledgeably—with the refs when they’d made calls she hadn’t liked. Then she blushed slightly. “Karl taught me a lot.” “Did he now?” Lani raised her eyebrows inquiringly. “Let’s hear about it.” “No,” said Dee, now embarrassed. She started fidgeting, piling up the dishes. “You haven’t told me about you and Dom, so I’m not sharing first.” “We could draw straws,” Lani suggested. Truthfully, she’d wanted to talk to Dee, but she’d spent all Sunday kocaeli escort with Dom and had only rushed by Dee’s early this morning to get her computer. When Dee had suggested getting together to watch the game, Lani had jumped at it. The idea of Cherie watching a hockey game was laughable, and she didn’t have a TV in her room. Then the game had started, and conversation had fallen by the wayside. “It’s my apartment,” Dee pointed out, “and my food you scarfed down. So you can go first.” “Oh, all right.” Lani sighed and helped gather the dirty dishes. They dumped them in the sink, filled two glasses with some celebratory wine and returned to the living room. Dee stretched her body out on the couch, and Lani curled up in the chair. She was jealous of Dee’s height and figure only for a minute or two. “Okay, spill,” said Dee. “I didn’t hear from you all day Sunday. You must have been having a lot of fun.” She winked suggestively. “I did,” Lani confessed. “It was great, Dee, really great.” She sighed. “After you left, we took a cab back to my place.” She made a face. “I tried to keep him from coming with me but he did anyway and when he saw the show Cherie was putting on, he asked me to come back to his place.” “Which you did,” Dee observed. She was curious to find out just what Cherie had done, but put that on the back burner for a moment. It was fun to see Lani, who was usually so methodical about everything, including relationships, go gooey over someone. “He said ‘please,'” Lani told her, as though that explained everything. “So, kocaeli escort bayan what? Then you had sex?” Dee asked. Now it was Lani’s turn to blush. “Dee!” She fidgeted in her chair, couldn’t hide a grin. “Yes.” “Oh, you . . . you didn’t tell me!” Dee grabbed a throw pillow from the floor and launched it at Lani. “How could you not tell me?!” “I’m telling you now,” Lani protested. She settled the pillow on her lap and rested her glass on it. “It doesn’t count,” Dee pouted. “You waited more than twenty-four hours. It’s like being out of the loop completely.” “I was hardly going to call you while things were in progress,” Lani said dryly. Dee let out a deep, hearty laugh at that. “So it was good then?” Dee asked, her tone somewhere between anxious and dreamy. “Yes, it was,” Lani said thoughtfully. “It really, really was.” “Good,” said Dee decisively. “You need something like that. Someone like that.” She paused. “You are going to see him again, right?” “He said I would,” Lani said with a smile. “He has my number, I have his. I don’t want to crowd him, though.” “How could you do that?” “Oh, I don’t know.” Lani shrugged. “He’s a goalie. He’s different, like I said.” “He’s a guy,” said Dee. “He can’t be that different from other guys.” Dee began to suspect that Lani would use “he’s a goalie” to excuse things when she shouldn’t. I’ll keep an eye on that, she decided. Lani shrugged again. Although the day spent with him had been wonderful, and more fun than she’d had in a long time, a few things weighed on her mind. She thought izmit escort about talking them over with Dee now but decided to wait, as she wasn’t entirely sure what she thought herself. If she tried to set it out now, she’d only confuse herself, or think in circles. “Okay, I talked,” Lani said, changing the subject. “Now tell me about Karl. You must have spent your day with him to learn so much.” “He’s too good for me,” Dee said, and Lani scoffed. They’d covered this ground before. “You’re a queen among women, Dee,” Lani said. “The question is whether he’s good enough for you.” “He was such . . . such a gentleman,” Dee said, her voice soft. “He let me talk, he listened to me, he asked me questions . . . ” her voice grew almost wistful. “He’ll find some girl and sweep her off her feet one day, I know he will.” “Sounds like he already did,” Lani observed. The one frustrating thing about Dee was her lack of self-confidence. She never felt she was quite good enough for anyone, which was completely ridiculous. She’d worked her way, with long hours and lots of effort, out of a bad family situation. Although Dee was rightly proud of what she accomplished, it seemed that she let her origins hold her back, especially in relationships. Lani remembered when they’d met in college. Even with her, Dee had resisted friendship. Lani had been in the student center checking her mail, and turned to find herself hemmed in by a circle of swaggering freshman guys. Dee had muscled her way in, casting an evil eye on each one of them, and they had suddenly decided Lani wasn’t worth their time. Once they were gone, Dee had changed; her eyes slid to the floor and she barely acknowledged Lani’s words of thanks. It had taken weeks of persistence on Lani’s part for them to become friends, but it had been well worth the effort.

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