Film at Eleven
Chapter 10 — ... And Your Enemies Closer
All the way home, Chloe was talking about how much fun she had at the club. One dance apparently hadn’t been enough because Chloe had gone up there and done another and another and then one of the guys had told her he wanted to do a dance with her in the back and she’d had to tell him that she didn’t really work there, except that was when Mr. Avery had come to her and then he’d taken her aside, and he’d offered her a job and she’d known she should tell him that she had to think about it except she knew this was the job she’d always wanted and so what was the point in waiting so she’d told Mr. Avery yes, and that was when the guy, the same one who’d asked her for a dance, that was when he’d come back to her and he’d asked her since she worked in the club now, could he get a dance from her, and so of course, she’d said yes so she’d let him take her in the back, and would you believe it, she’d let him fuck her. It was her very first dance and she’d let herself get fucked. Did it get any better than that?
Gabby couldn’t help it. She was stewing in the back seat. Chloe was happy, and that was bad enough, but ...
But it wasn’t just that.
Chloe wasn’t the only one who’d gotten a talking to. Gabby wanted to tell her friend that but for once in her life, she felt like she couldn’t say what she wanted to say.
And damn it. Who was he to tell her what kind of person she was? She wasn’t like that, not really, except whenever she tried to tell herself that, she just couldn’t seem to make herself believe it.
Gabby tried to get herself comfortable as she moved around in the back seat, except she knew it wasn’t the seat that was making her uncomfortable. It was something else.
She was looking at Kelly.
Kelly was hardly saying anything at all. She was just sitting there listening to Chloe prattle on so why was it that Gabby couldn’t seem to take her eyes off of her.
Gabby growled to herself in the back seat. The man was wrong, she told herself. The man was wrong. She didn’t want to be like Kelly so he was wrong, and it wasn’t like she had to watch her. She could look away whenever she wanted.
Yeah, that’s right. He was wrong. She could look away. It wasn’t like she had to look. He was just plain wrong.
Okay, so he was wrong, but that didn’t mean she had to look away right now. She could keep watching her friend. She could look away whenever she wanted.
“So Mr. Avery, he says I can come back tomorrow night,” Chloe was saying, “and I just can’t wait.”
Damn it, Gabby thought. Damn it. Why can’t I look away?
Maybe Kelly’s not as clueless as I thought she was, Gabby thought. Maybe that’s why?
Gabby shook her head in the back seat. No, that couldn’t possibly be it. That was what everyone else wanted her to think but that couldn’t possibly be it.
But what if it was.
Gabby couldn’t help herself. She let herself begin to watch Kelly in earnest and why shouldn’t she, she told herself. If this was what she wanted to do, why shouldn’t she do what she wanted.
It actually felt good watching her friend, kind of soothing and unnerving at the same time. Soothing because she was doing what she wanted and unnerving because ... because it was making her feel things she hadn’t felt before.
She would have liked to have slipped her fingers between her legs. She hadn’t wanted to admit it but being there, being there in the club, that had been hot.
She wondered if anyone would notice. She hiked her dress up a little and then she hiked it up a little more. Oh geez, her pussy was definitely wet.
“And can you believe the name they gave me,” Chloe said. “I mean, I didn’t pick it out or nothing, but I think it’s perfect. I mean, Skyler, it sounds kind of exotic, don’t you think. Like it’s the name a model would have or something.”
Kelly nodded noncommittally.
Gabby let a hand slide up under her dress. She would have liked to have rubbed her tits, but that was just a little too bold even in the darkness of the back seat. A hand under your dress wasn’t that noticeable but a hand stroking your breasts was.
She couldn’t help herself. Her eyes just seemed to settle in on Kelly even as she continued to rub herself. It just seemed so natural.
The reason you don’t like her is because you’re jealous of her.
It was the man’s voice, Gabby thought. It wasn’t her own and yet, it sounded right. She growled to herself. It wasn’t right. It couldn’t be right. It just couldn’t be.
And besides, it didn’t matter if the voice were right or not because either way, her fingers could still rub her pussy.
She looked out the window of the car. It was late. There was hardly any traffic out there. She wished she could get her fingers inside her panties but she just couldn’t risk it, but she needed to get herself off. She needed it bad.
Chloe was still prattling on about her night at the club and Kelly was just listening to her and that meant Gabby could sit in the back and watch.
She wasn’t jealous of Kelly, she kept telling herself. She wasn’t jealous of her.
She didn’t manage to get herself off before the three of them arrived home. She hardly said anything to either of the others as they walked to their apartment and once inside, she quickly said good night to the others and she closed her bedroom door behind her and with relief, she was finally able to strip out of her clothes and get herself off.
She was tired the next morning when she got up and got herself ready for work. They couldn’t do things like that, she told herself as she fixed herself a mug of coffee. Staying out that late was way too much.
She couldn’t help but look at Kelly’s door as she passed. You’re jealous of her, she heard the man’s voice again.
No, Gabby thought. No, she wasn’t and yet, even as she thought it, she could feel her pussy getting wet again. No, she wasn’t jealous of her.
Ignore it, she told herself. Ignore everything. Just go to work and ignore it all.
But it was hard.
Almost from the moment that she’d arrived at work, she’d had to go to the bathroom and she’d had to get herself off. That, at least, had taken the edge off, but she still kept thinking intermittently about Kelly and around about mid-afternoon, she’d had to let herself into the bathroom so she could get herself off again, and with that done, it meant she could finish off her day.
Kelly wasn’t home when Gabby arrived home and it was only then that Gabby realized that she’d been hoping to see her.
That’s because you’re jealous of her, she heard the man’s voice again.
I am not, and just to prove it to herself, she went into the bedroom and she got her pussy off as if that was proof that the man’s voice wasn’t right.
The next day went pretty much like the one that had preceded it. Gabby was just about to head off to work when Chloe staggered out of her room. She’d gone to her day job only to go to the club afterwards and she was worn out and she looked it.
“Coffee,” she croaked. “Coffee.”
Gabby poured Chloe some coffee. “How’d it go last night?”
Chloe seemed to perk up right away. “It went great,” she gushed. “I went into the club and I did my first full shift, and the guys totally loved me, but I realize I need to get some clothes.”
“Maybe the three of us can go shopping this weekend.”
“That would be so cool.”
That day at work was even worse than the one that had preceded it for Gabby. She’d had to get herself off almost from the moment that she’d arrived and then she’d done it again later in the morning and once more in the afternoon and she was feeling like she needed to do it again when she finally left the job.
What the hell was happening to her, she wondered.
Once more, when she got home to the apartment, no one was there.
There was no doubt what she was going to do. She let herself into her room and she took off all her clothes only ...
Only she didn’t lay down on her bed like she’d been intending to do.
Instead, she let herself out into the hallway and then she crept down to Kelly’s bedroom. She wasn’t even sure why she was creeping. After all, there was no one there to see her.
But then she was letting herself into Kelly’s bedroom and then she was slipping into Kelly’s bed.
Oh my God, she told herself. Oh my God. She was naked and she was in Kelly’s bed. She was naked and she was playing with herself in Kelly’s bed.
Oh my God. What if Kelly came home and caught her. Oh my God.
And would that be such a bad thing after all. Would it be so bad to have Kelly come home and catch her here in her bed. She wasn’t sure it would be. After all, she wanted to be naked in Kelly’s bed.
It was so much easier to cum here. Her fingers seemed to know exactly what she needed and it wasn’t long before she was getting herself off.
That was a good thing and a bad thing. It was good because she could get out of there before Kelly caught her but it was bad because Gabby wasn’t sure she didn’t want to be caught.
That’s because you’re jealous of her.
There it was again only this time, it wasn’t a man’s voice telling her that. This time, the voice sounded suspiciously like her own.
The next day, Gabby didn’t see either one of her roommates before she left for work.
It was amazing, Gabby thought, but ever since the night before, it had now been so easy to think about her roommate. Sure, it made her pussy wet, but at least it was bearable, sort of. At least, it wasn’t like she wasn’t in control of herself. At least, it wasn’t like she had to go frig her pussy off at the earliest possible convenience.
Once more, when she arrived home, her roommates weren’t there and this time, Gabby was glad for that. She’d been thinking about this all day long and now, she was finally going to be able to do what she wanted.
Once more, she went into her bedroom and once more, she took off all her clothes and then once more, she was letting herself into Kelly’s room.
She wanted to touch Kelly’s things, her hair brush, her body spray, her jewelry. It excited her to do these things because she was jealous of her friend. She’d always been jealous of her. It was why she’d been so mean to her before. It was why she was so at peace being here in Kelly’s room. She wanted to be with her.
She pulled the covers aside and she slipped inside Kelly’s bed and she let her fingers slide between her legs. Oh geez, she told herself. Oh geez. That felt good.
Her hands rubbed her tits and her fingers pulled on her nipples. Oh geez. That felt good. Oh geez.
She’d already gotten herself off once by the time Kelly’s key turned in the apartment’s door. She’d gotten herself off but this time, she hadn’t gone back to her room. This time, she was going to wait for Kelly to find her.
She didn’t have long to wait. Kelly came straight to her room and then she opened the door and she stopped as she saw Gabby there in her bed. “What are you doing here,” she demanded.
“Waiting for you,” Gabby said as if that explained everything.
“Waiting for me,” Kelly asked incredulously. “What do you mean you’re waiting for me? Where the fuck are your clothes? Get the hell out of my bed you little fucking slut.”
Gabby didn’t understand. Didn’t Kelly see that she was finally being honest for the first time since they’d met.
Kelly pointed out into the hallway. “Get out of here,” she said. “Get out of here now.”
She’d done something wrong. That was all that Gabby could think as she scrambled out of Kelly’s bed and then out of her bed. She’d done something wrong but she wasn’t sure what it was.
“Get out and stay out,” Kelly shouted, “and don’t come back here no more,” and with that, she slammed the door behind Gabby’s retreating back.
Gabby was miserable the next day at work. She couldn’t seem to stop thinking about Kelly and about how mad she’d been. She’d done something wrong. It was just that she didn’t know what that was.
She’d have to make it up to her or something. Maybe buy something at the store on the way home, something that would tell her she was sorry, but then she realized, she had no idea what she should buy.
Kelly had called her a fucking slut. That had hurt. She wasn’t a slut, although she could be if that was what Kelly wanted her to be.
Maybe that was it, she told herself. Maybe she needed to play hard to get. Of course, she’d been doing that, and now Kelly thought she was a bitch. No wait. Now, Kelly thought she was a slut. Before, she was a bitch. Was it any wonder Kelly didn’t like her. With what Kelly must be thinking about her, Gabby was finding it hard to like herself.
Once again, no one was home when Gabby got there. She looked at the closed door to Kelly’s room. She wanted to take off her clothes and she wanted to go in there. She wanted it so bad.
But no, she told herself. No. She wouldn’t do that. Kelly had made it perfectly clear that she didn’t want her to do that.
But what was she going to do. She didn’t want to watch TV. She didn’t want to read a book. She didn’t even want to get herself off if it wasn’t in Kelly’s room. She knew what she wanted and she knew she couldn’t have what she wanted.
She was so fucking depressed.
She didn’t hear the apartment door open so she had no idea anyone was in the apartment until she heard someone knock on her door.
“Yeah,” she called out.
The door opened and there was Kelly. “Hey,” she said quietly.
“Oh Kelly,” Gabby burst out. “I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to—”
“Hey, hey, hey,” Kelly hushed her. “It’s okay. I realize now you were just trying to be friendly.”
“I never meant to hurt you.”
“I know. I know. I can see that now.”
Could it be, Gabby thought. Could Kelly really be this magnanimous after she’d made such a total ass of herself. All she could do was hope she could.
“So,” Kelly asked with a grin, “you like being naked in my bed, do you? What do you think about when you’re in my bed?”
“I think about you.”
“Yeah, what do you think about when you think about me?”
“I think about your body. I think about how I’d like to see more of it.”
“You mean like this?” Kelly asked even as she pulled her top over her head.
Gabby stared at her friend’s body. “Yeah, she said. Something like that.”
“Maybe you want to see more then,” Kelly teased.
Gabby nodded. That was what she wanted.
“Do you want to see my tits?”
Again, Gabby nodded.
Kelly grinned at her roommate. “I kind of thought you might,” she said even as she unhooked her bra and suddenly, she was wearing nothing from the waist up. Her fingers toyed with her breasts. “What do you think of my nipples?” she asked.
“They look great,” Gabby gushed.
“You think so?”
Gabby nodded enthusiastically.
“Does that mean you want to suck them for me?”
Again, Gabby nodded enthusiastically.
Kelly grinned as she took a stop closer. “And I’ll bet that means you want to see my pussy, too?”
“Yeah.”
“Hey now. Did I say you could stop playing with your pussy.”
“Sorry,” and Gabby was sorry. She didn’t want to disappoint her friend.
“Well I suppose since you’ve gone to all this trouble to show me your pussy, I suppose I ought to show you mine.”
Gabby didn’t say anything. If she’d bothered to think about it, she might have asked herself why she was holding her breath, but the truth was she never bothered to think about it.
And besides, Kelly was opening her jeans and Gabby could see what looked like a pair of plain, pink panties peeking through. Kelly seemed to hold her pants where they were as if teasing the other girl before finally pushing her jeans past her hips.
From there, only one thing remained and it was almost anti-climactic when those little, pink panties finally slid down her legs.
“Is this what you wanted,” Kelly asked.
“Yeah,” Gabby moaned, her fingers never stopping what they were doing between her legs. “Yeah. That’s what I wanted to see.”
“Stop playing with your pussy,” Kelly ordered.
There was still a part of her that wondered why she was doing what Kelly ordered her to do but even as she wondered these things, the answer presented itself to her. She was doing what she told her to do because it was what she wanted to do.
“Have you ever licked a girl’s pussy before?” Kelly asked.
Gabby shook her head.
Kelly was coming forward and then she was straddling Gabby’s body. “Well then, I suppose it’s time you learned what you’ve been missing, don’t you think?”
Gabby wasn’t sure what it was that Kelly was hinting at but she knew there was no way she was going to disagree with her friend.
“Look at you,” Kelly teased. “There was a time not that long ago that you were ragging on me for first this thing and then for another, but now look at you. You’re such a docile, little thing aren’t you.”
Gabby was about to say something except that at just that moment, she felt Kelly’s wet, little pussy stroke itself along the nipple of one of her breasts and she just couldn’t help but moan.
Kelly couldn’t help but laugh at that. “Look at you. You must really like this, don’t you. Maybe I should use your titties to fuck my pussy. What do you say to that?”
Gabby couldn’t help but moan. Kelly could have whatever she wanted but then she had the feeling that her roommate already knew that.
Kelly laughed again. “You know as fun as that sounds like to me, I still like my first idea. Let’s just see how good your tongue feels on my clit.”
And that was when that pussy was moving up and it was settling itself over her face and Gabby didn’t have to be told what to do because her tongue already knew what was expected of her.
“Oh yeah,” Kelly moaned. “Oh yeah. That’s it. Lick my pussy like the slut you are.”
She wasn’t a slut. Gabby wanted to tell her friend that, and she was sure she would, too, but not right now. Right now, she had a pussy to lick. Right now, she had a pussy that needed to cum, and right now, she was perfectly happy to keep licking that pussy until it came in her mouth.
“Oh yeah,” Kelly moaned lustily. “Oh yeah. Lick me. Lick me like that.”
She was going to cum, Gabby realized. She was going to cum in her mouth and just the realization of that, the realization of that just made her so fucking hot.
“Oh yeah,” Kelly moaned again and then she gasped and there was no doubt as to what was happening next. She was cumming. She was cumming in Gabby’s hungry, clit-licking mouth.
Kelly pulled herself and then she was looking down at the girl in her bed. “Did you like that?” she asked.
“I loved it,” Gabby moaned in a blissful haze.
“Good. Then you can get yourself up and you can get yourself the hell out of my bed.”
“W-what?”
“You heard me. Get out of my bed.”
“But I thought—”
“You thought what? You thought because I let you lick my pussy, I was going to let you stay in my bed?”
Gabby nodded.
Kelly smiled. “I might be easy, but I’m not that easy.”
“But ... but I think I love you.” Gabby hadn’t thought she was going to say that until the words came out of her mouth.
“That’s not my problem.”
Gabby couldn’t believe this was happening to her. It hadn’t been that long ago that she’d thought that Kelly was the total screw-up and now, it was her world that was coming apart at the seams.
Gabby had a restless night. There was no question about what was causing her sleeplessness. It was Kelly. This was bad, she told herself. She was obsessed with the girl. This was really bad.
The next morning when she woke, she was sure she hadn’t gotten more than two hours of sleep. This was really, really bad.
Work went by in a blur. She knew she was making mistakes but she couldn’t help herself. It was hard to concentrate and even when she did seem to be able to focus, it seemed as if her thoughts would be pulled away into thinking about Kelly. This was really, really, really bad.
By the time lunch time rolled around, she was ready to tell her boss that she was going home sick. He didn’t like it but then he’d seen been seeing the mistakes she’d been making so as much as he wanted her to stay, he told her to go.
She’d meant to go home. She’d meant to put herself to bed and hope that she could get some sleep. She wasn’t sure she could but it was the only thing she could think of to do and yet, when she looked where she’d driven herself, she realized she wasn’t at home. This was the Excelsior Club. What the hell was she doing here?
She should go home, she told herself, and yet she found herself getting out of the car and entering the club. She wasn’t even sure why she was here and she definitely wasn’t sure why her pussy was getting wet.
“Ms. Montenelli. How nice to see you back here again.”
Gabby looked up to see the man at the end of the bar. It took her a moment to recall his name. “Mr. Avery?”
“That’s right. You don’t look so hot.”
Great, Gabby thought. Now people who didn’t even know her were noticing how bad off she was. “I didn’t sleep well,” she said.
“Why don’t you tell me about it.”
“I don’t think so,” Gabby demurred.
“I insist. Have Sean pour you a drink and you can join me in my office.”
Gabby had meant to say no but when she looked down, she had a drink in her hand and she was following the man to his office.
He sat at his desk and said really nothing at all to the point where Gabby couldn’t help but wonder why he’d invited her there. She should get up and go, she told herself. She should go home and get some sleep and yet every time she tried to tell herself that, something overrode her.
“Well now,” the man said finally. “It looks as if someone was thirsty.”
Gabby didn’t understand what he was saying to her until she looked down at the glass in her hand. When had she finished that, she wondered.
“Now,” the man said, “why don’t you tell me why you didn’t sleep well.”
This time, the story just poured out of her, of how she’d been masturbating in her roommate’s bed and of how, Kelly had come home and caught her, and of how Kelly had made her eat her out and of how she’d wanted to do it, and then finally, of how after all that, Kelly had kicked her out of the bed and of how hurt she’d been. “How could she do that,” she finished. “How could she just send me away like that?”
“Oh, I think you know the answer to that, don’t you?”
“Me? How could I—”
“Oh please,” the man cut her off. “You’ve been mean to Kelly for some time now, haven’t you, getting on her when she was having trouble paying the rent, and being short with her when she was just trying to be nice.”
“Yes.” She’d meant to say more. She’d meant to defend herself but it hadn’t come out that way. All it had come out as was an admission of guilt.
“Of course, we both know why that is.”
Gabby waited to hear what the man had to say.
“You’re mean to her because you love her. You love her so much, but it makes you jealous, too. You want to be like her so when she spurns your advances, it hurts you even more.”
Of course, Gabby thought. Of course that was right. She’d even started to realize that herself. She’d even come to realize that she was jealous of her roommate. She wasn’t sure when that was. She just knew it was true.
“The next time you see her, you need to take her somewhere where the two of you can be alone. The next time you see her, you need to apologize for what a bitch you’ve been because if you don’t, it will eat you up inside.”
She could see that, Gabby thought.
“But the good news is you know what a bitch you’ve been and the good news is you know why. That means you can fix the problem. That means you can make it better.”
She wanted to make it better.
“You have to admit that you’ve been bad and you have to tell Kelly that you love her and you have to tell her that you’ll do whatever it takes to make it up to her.”
Gabby could see that. She had to make it up to her friend.
“You want to please your friend, and as time goes on, you will try and find even more ways to please your friend because you want to please your friend. You want to please Kelly.”
That’s what she wanted to do. She wanted to please Kelly.
“I feel bad for you so I’m going to do a little something to help you out.”
It was several minutes later when Gabby finally emerged from the man’s office. She was glad for the help she’d been given and she was glad that she finally understood the way things were. Keeping all that jealousy bottled up inside her, that wasn’t a good thing, but now that she knew the way things were, now she could take her life in a more positive direction.
She’d had every intention of going home and getting some rest. In fact, she was on her way out when she chanced a look at the girl on stage and ...
... and she couldn’t believe her eyes.
The girl was Kelly. Her Kelly. And she was naked.
All thoughts of going home had suddenly disappeared as Gabby took a place at the rail. She knew what she needed. She needed to apologize, she thought as she pulled a twenty-dollar bill from her purse, and there was no time like the present to start in with the apology she thought even as she put the bill on the rail for her friend to see.
It wasn’t long before Kelly came over and Gabby could see why she’d been so jealous. It was just so obvious. It didn’t excuse it but it was so obvious.
“Could we go somewhere private and talk,” Gabby asked.
“There’s a place in the back, but ... but we’re going to have to look like we’re customers.”
“Look like we’re customers?”
“Yeah, um, I’m going to have to dance for you, and um, and you’re going to have to pay me.”
Was this really how bad things had gotten, Gabby asked herself. Did her roommate really think that Gabby didn’t want to see her body? If that was the case, Gabby thought, well if that was the case, she definitely had some making up to do with her friend. “I got not problem with that,” she told her friend. “No problems at all.”
“All right then. Let’s go.”
Oh my God, Gabby thought as Kelly started to remove her clothes. Oh my God, she’s really doing it and in no time at all, her friend was naked in front of her.
“I’m not used to doing this with a girl,” Kelly admitted. “Usually, it’s a guy that’s sitting where you are now?”
“Do you do this a lot?”
“Yeah, actually, I do. The guys seem to like me a lot.”
Well of course they do, Gabby thought. Why shouldn’t they. “Are they allowed to touch you?”
“They’re not supposed to,” Kelly said with a sly, little grin, “but I let them do it anyway.”
“Can I touch you?”
“Sure. I guess. If you want.”
If she wanted, Gabby thought. Of course she wanted. She brought her hands up and she massaged her friend’s tits. Oh my God, she thought. “I love your tits.”
“Thanks.”
Not that long ago, all Gabby had wanted was to go home and go to bed but now she was energized. Now, she wanted to feel her hands all over her friend’s naked body. Now, she wanted to feel up her tits. Now, she wanted to squeeze her ass.
“Normally, when I bring a guy back here, I let them take their cock out and then I like to ride their cock until they cum inside me.”
Lucky guys, Gabby thought, and no wonder why Kelly was so popular. She was such a giving person.
“Too bad we can’t do that now,” Kelly said.
“But we can.”
“Huh?”
“We can do it. I know how.”
“How?”
“I was in here earlier talking with your boss—”
“You were talking with Mr. Avery?”
Gabby nodded. “And he gave me something to take home with me. He said I should use it later, but I guess now is late enough.”
“What did he give you?”
“He gave me a strap-on but he told me I should put it on before I left the club.”
“And did you?”
“What do you think?”
“I think I want to find out if you’re the type of slut who likes to follow orders.”
Gabby looked up at her friend. “I guess you’re just going to have to try me out then.”
Kelly grinned. “All right. I guess the first thing you’re going to have to do is get that cock out of your pants and show it to me.”
“I thought you’d never ask,” and that was all it took to get Gabby to push her jeans down.
Kelly looked at the synthetic penis sticking out of the top of Gabby’s panties. “That’s impressive,” she said. “I assume that’s for me.”
“Of course.”
Kelly reached down and she pulled it out of the other girl’s panties. “I’ll bet you want me to ride this then.”
“Uh huh.”
Kelly climbed up onto the other girl’s lap and then she worked her pussy down on that cock, moaning as she took more and more of it inside. “Oh yeah,” she moaned. “Oh yeah, that’s good.”
Gabby couldn’t help but watch as the other girl’s pussy went up and down on her cock.
“Are you going to suck my nipples,” Kelly asked.
That was all it took to get Gabby’s mouth on her tits.
Between the cock in her pussy and the lips on her tits, Kelly couldn’t help but moan.
Gabby’s hands reached around and squeezed her ass as she continued to ride that cock.
“Oh yeah,” Kelly moaned. “Oh yeah.”
“Are you going to cum for me,” Gabby purred.
“Oh yeah,” Kelly moaned again and then as if to make sure her roommate really believed what she was saying, her body shuddered and she moaned as her orgasm took her.
“Was that good?” Gabby asked when it was finally done.”
“Oh yeah,” Kelly moaned. “Definitely yeah.”
“Good. I’m glad, but we’ll just call that a down payment then.”
“A down payment?”
“I’ve been mean to you for way too long,” Gabby said. “It’s time I made that up to you. So like I said, that’s just a down payment. I’ll give you the next installment when you get home tonight.”
Kelly grinned at that. “You know, I think I’m going to like this a lot.