Sleepless
Chapter One
"When are you going to hook up with a hottie?"
I spat out a gulp of Mocha Frappuccino in a movie-worthy spit take and gave my best friend, Coral, a censuring glare. She merely laughed and arched an insistent "answer me" eyebrow.
"Sheesh, Coral," I whined, wiping mocha off my bare legs. "Give a girl some warning before you ax her with a question like that."
She took an exaggerated slurp of iced green tea before saying, "Not a chance, Trinity. You're too smooth at avoidance and misdirection, so I have to catch you off guard. Besides"—she pointed to a spot of melting frap that I'd missed on my bare stomach—"the look on your face was priceless. I only wish I'd caught it on camera."
I rolled my eyes, just imagining her posting my blooper on YouTube. Like people didn't think I was enough of a freak already. Feeling dry, but sticky, I settled back into my lounge chair. We were chillin' out on SoBe in our new bikinis, mine a ruby red with crossbones, hers bubble-gum pink with lime-green polka dots. No doubt we looked luscious, but you couldn't call us your average sun worshippers. Not whe ... read full excerpt from: Sleepless ebook
