The thought of Vivian with a random dude had me on edge. There’d been something safe about her dating the douchebag all those years. They’d been long distance, which meant her relationship never interfered with our friendship. When he’d come to town, I’d keep my distance. I hadn’t cared for him in high school, and it had only worsened over the years. But now… she was single. Free to do what she wanted, and thanks to my sex talk, it appeared she wanted to do all sorts of shit. Fuck me.
