What Friends Are For by Lacey Thorn Read Free Book Online

through it. She
didn’t want to wear anything she’d ever worn for another guy. It had to be
something new, something she’d never worn, and she found it on the very bottom.
A sexy red-and-black set that she’d bought on a whim but never worn. It was
tossed in the bag. Once she got back to the car, she’d be sure to throw in her
new toy as well. She’d told him she’d picked something up but not what. With
his fascination over her ass, she had little doubt that he’d enjoy trying out
the anal beads she’d grabbed last night. She would definitely enjoy trying them
with him. The thought of having them stuffed in her ass while he pumped his
cock in and out of her pussy had her squeezing her thighs together. Oh yeah,
those were definitely getting broken in soon.
    A quick stop in the bathroom for toiletries and she was
grabbing another bag. Blow-dryer was a must, plus all the other mish-mash of
stuff she used on a daily basis. She looked at the two bags and laughed. All
this for a night. Then really laughed as she took in the state of her bedroom.
Clothes thrown everywhere. Shoes all over. Drawers half open with their
contents spilling out.
    Maybe she should let Jonas see her bedroom. He might change
his mind about her staying with him then. Her heart did the stutter thing again
and she reached up to rub her chest. She glanced at his boxers and T-shirt on
her bed. She should pack them and take them back to him. But she wouldn’t. That
way, just in case she said or did something stupid to chase him away, she’d
have them here.
    She took a deep breath and headed out of her bedroom. She
stopped to check her answering machine, hitting play while she grabbed a bottle
of water from the fridge.
    “Jacey, oh my god, you’re not going to believe it.” Dee’s
voice bubbled out of the machine. “I don’t believe it myself. I wished. I
hoped. But I’d accepted that it might never happen.” A giggle and a squeal.
“But it did. Last night. After we…well, after.” In typical Dee fashion she was
taking forever to get to the point. “Oh, Jacey.” She could her the sniffle of
tears in Dee’s voice now. “Jack said he loves me. He loves me. He really loves
me.” Definitely tears there and Jacey had to wipe them off her cheeks while she
listened. “I’m so happy. I didn’t think I could get any happier but I was
wrong. I thought I didn’t need to hear the words. But I did. I love him, Jacey.
I love him so much. I’m always telling him. But this time, this time he said
them back to me.” A long sigh. “They mean everything. I’m going to call Mischa.
Talk to you later.”
    The message ended, another beep and then Dee’s voice filled
the air again. “I forgot to ask about last night. I hope you and Jonas worked
things out. I saw your car there last night and again this morning.” A deep
breath and Dee continued. “I’m going to say this because I love you and I know
you. You’re a good person, Jacey. And you deserve to be loved and to be happy.
You deserve a great guy like Jonas. Okay, off my soapbox. I’m seriously calling
Mischa now. Love you! Talk to you later.”
    The machine stopped. Jacey was sitting on her couch and
tears were flowing down her cheeks. Her brother had told Dee that he loved her.
How did he know? What was it about Dee that made him see that he loved her? If
he could fall in love then maybe she could. Maybe he could tell her what it
was, what it felt like? She had to talk to Jack. Her brother would know the
answers.
    She called him real quick before she thought on it.
    “Hey,” he answered by way of greeting.
    “Jack,” she sniffled a little bit as she said his name.
    “You okay, Jacey?” he asked. “Are you crying?”
    “Can you come over to the apartment?” she asked, unable to
keep from sniffling again. “I need to talk to you.”
    “On my way now,” was his terse reply and then he hung up.
    She hit a button on her phone and brought Jonas’ number up
to send him a