"I've got some questions," says Tyra. She's leaning against the apartment door in cutoff jeans that make her legs look miles long and a black t-shirt.
California looks good on her.
"How'd you find me is the first one," says Tyra. "And why'd you find me? Five years since high school, you have to have someone else on your speed dial when you get dumped."
Lyla laughs, softly. "I got dumped a week before Tim Riggins' wedding," she says. "No one else is going to understand that."
Tyra's eyes widen. "You lost your plus one?"
"I lost my plus one." She sighs. "I didn't really want to go anyway."
"I wouldn't mind seeing Mindy and the kids," says Tyra. "But everything else I could skip."
"I was thinking," says Lyla, biting her lip. "We don't have to go."
"You want to skip Tim Riggins' wedding?"
"We could drive," she says. "It's a long way. We could get lost."
Tyra snorts. "Like your phone doesn't have GPS."
Lyla shrugs. "So what do you say?"
*
They're almost to Arizona when Tyra says, "So tell me about the guy."
Lyla's looking out the window, taking in the sky. "The guy?"
"The one who dumped you. Your plus one."
"Oh," says Lyla. "It wasn't a guy."
Tyra pushes her sunglasses down for a picture perfect jawdrop. "Lyla Garrity. You didn't tell me!"
"It was on Facebook," says Lyla.
"So, are you a lesbian now?"
"I don't know," says Lyla, looking out the window again. "I haven't really figured it out yet. But I definitely like girls. More than guys."
Tyra shifts a little, legs brushing together. "Yeah?"
"Yeah. No doubt about that."
There's a pause, and Lyla smiles to herself. Finally, Tyra says, "So tell me about the girl."
*
The hotel only has kings left, like every cliched romantic comedy Lyla's ever seen.
But it doesn't fade to black when Tyra kisses her.
*
"Hey, you ever been to the Grand Canyon?" Tyra asks. She's pulling her bra on, and Lyla doesn't understand how Tyra Colette putting on her bra can look hotter than anyone else in the world getting naked.
"Hm?" says Lyla, shaking her head.
Tyra raises her eyebrows. "I got you distracted?"
Lyla laughs. "You got me distracted," she agrees.
"So, Grand Canyon?"
"Never."
Tyra leans down, kisses her long and deep. "Good place to get lost."
"I've got some questions," says Tyra. She's leaning against the apartment door in cutoff jeans that make her legs look miles long and a black t-shirt.
California looks good on her.
"How'd you find me is the first one," says Tyra. "And why'd you find me? Five years since high school, you have to have someone else on your speed dial when you get dumped."
Lyla laughs, softly. "I got dumped a week before Tim Riggins' wedding," she says. "No one else is going to understand that."
Tyra's eyes widen. "You lost your plus one?"
"I lost my plus one." She sighs. "I didn't really want to go anyway."
"I wouldn't mind seeing Mindy and the kids," says Tyra. "But everything else I could skip."
"I was thinking," says Lyla, biting her lip. "We don't have to go."
"You want to skip Tim Riggins' wedding?"
"We could drive," she says. "It's a long way. We could get lost."
Tyra snorts. "Like your phone doesn't have GPS."
Lyla shrugs. "So what do you say?"
*
They're almost to Arizona when Tyra says, "So tell me about the guy."
Lyla's looking out the window, taking in the sky. "The guy?"
"The one who dumped you. Your plus one."
"Oh," says Lyla. "It wasn't a guy."
Tyra pushes her sunglasses down for a picture perfect jawdrop. "Lyla Garrity. You didn't tell me!"
"It was on Facebook," says Lyla.
"So, are you a lesbian now?"
"I don't know," says Lyla, looking out the window again. "I haven't really figured it out yet. But I definitely like girls. More than guys."
Tyra shifts a little, legs brushing together. "Yeah?"
"Yeah. No doubt about that."
There's a pause, and Lyla smiles to herself. Finally, Tyra says, "So tell me about the girl."
*
The hotel only has kings left, like every cliched romantic comedy Lyla's ever seen.
But it doesn't fade to black when Tyra kisses her.
*
"Hey, you ever been to the Grand Canyon?" Tyra asks. She's pulling her bra on, and Lyla doesn't understand how Tyra Colette putting on her bra can look hotter than anyone else in the world getting naked.
"Hm?" says Lyla, shaking her head.
Tyra raises her eyebrows. "I got you distracted?"
Lyla laughs. "You got me distracted," she agrees.
"So, Grand Canyon?"
"Never."
Tyra leans down, kisses her long and deep. "Good place to get lost."
"Good place."
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