I had just gotten into bed, pulled the blankets up, and grabbed my copy of Pride and Prejudice for what was probably my th reading, when my phone rang. Also, she likes girls. In bed. I like guys in my bed. Not that there have been any lately, or many overall - casual sex is complicated when you have to plan everything in advance like I do.
Liz fingered the purple-blue bruise above her cheekbone. She remembered the days when half the team was made up of lesbians and they drove home after an away game, no matter how far. Nearing twenty-nine, Liz knew she was on her way out and maybe it made her a tad bitter. Not that she minded that much. Her gaze followed Nina as she brushed her long unruly curls before tying them into a ponytail for bed.
I missed the boat on the first wave of the dating app trend. And even after I bit the bullet and downloaded one for the first time, I still had a hard time getting on board with the whole idea of swimming through a sea of unknown faces to decide which one I might like to meet and ultimately, what, maybe even have sex with? But eventually, thanks to some good-natured nagging from my friends, I came around and took the plunge. Met a few of the faces, went on a few dates, even had a nice little fling blossom from one of those encounters.
And exciting too! Thank you! I love how you brought their relationship so far!