Truly Mine by Amy Roe Read Free Book Online

friend?” Truly’s tone of voice is matter-of-fact, as if she is on a mission.
    Katie is clearly confused as all hell.
    I take in a deep breath and slowly let it out. “Truly, this is Katie. Katie, Truly.”
    I’m still looking straight ahead and not at either of them. I’m not familiar with whatever this is that I’m feeling. It’s some semblance of guilt, I guess, even though I am doing nothing wrong. I’m certainly not dating Katie, and Truly apparently doesn’t care for me.
    Why do I feel like I’ve just been caught doing something wrong?
    Cory watches the exchange, clearly amused.
    The next twenty minutes, Truly asks Cory all about his wife and two daughters and his job. I offer the appropriate reaction when something funny is said, but otherwise, I stay out of their conversation. Thankfully, Katie was distracted with a phone call and disappeared.
    Just about the time I’m feeling at ease with Truly being here, Katie joins us again.
    She takes her seat next to me and then leans forward so that she can see around me. “I haven’t seen you around. You’re not from town, are you?” Katie asks.
    The bartender appears in front of Truly.
    Keeping her eyes trained on him, she orders another beer before answering Katie in a factual tone, “I am from town, but I haven’t been back in a while. I’m just here to handle some business.” She turns and finally looks at Katie. “Is there anything else you’d like to know about me?”
    I silently beg Katie not to answer that question.
    “Oh, I see. Are you and Tyler old friends?” Katie continues her interrogation.
    If she had any sense, she would stop.
    I can sense that Truly is looking at me now.
    It takes me a moment to return her stare, and as soon as I make eye contact with her, she speaks, “Well, we used to fuck.”
    Katie’s jaw drops, and Cory chokes in an attempt to not spit his beer across the bar. I just take a deep breath and grin, wondering what the hell she’ll say next. I was definitely right. She is going to have a little more fun before she disappears again. I finally just close my eyes and try not to bust out laughing. It’s not even funny, but I have a bad habit of laughing at the most inappropriate times. And right now, I don’t know what else to do.
    Truly looks to Katie and keeps a straight face as she continues her explanation, “A lot.” She takes a drink of the longneck bottle in front of her, not ever breaking eye contact with her. “I’m pretty sure he wants to fuck me tonight.”
    Oh my God, Truly!
    Truly shrugs her shoulders. “I mean, I could be wrong.” Looking my way, she boldly asks, “Am I right, Ty?”
    I’m speechless. Seriously fucking speechless. This is not what I expected from her. This isn’t the passive girl that I used to know. The girl who never cared about who I was with as long as I made time for her is not…this woman. This woman is aggressive and a little intimidating, to be honest.
    I’m convinced that she’s just trying to prove a point, but I haven’t the slightest clue how to respond to her question.
    If I were to be honest, I would say, Yes, of course, I want to fuck your brains out . I want to make you sore from the inside out. I want to be sore along with you.
    But if I want to act my age, I guess I would tell her that I only wanted to spend the evening catching up on what she’s been doing all these years.
    Before I get the chance to answer, Katie opens her mouth and says, “You and a few others, sweetie. Tyler is quite the playboy. I don’t think his bed ever gets cold these days.”
    I’ve noticed a funny thing about women as they get older. While they are smarter and more beautiful than ever, they are also spiteful and sometimes downright evil if you give them a reason to be. I see it all the time with my sisters. They take no shit from anyone as they’ve gotten older. They say what they think and leave little to be assumed.
    I’m pretty sure the girls are having the equivalent of a