I laid my head on her shoulder. “Okay, we’re having a girls’ night. No penises allowed. Only superhero movies and ice cream until we pass out.” Eva wrapped her arm around me. “Fine, but you have to promise me to talk to Noah in the morning and take a test either way.” My stomach pinched, but there might have been some excitement mixed in with the nervousness. “Okay. Distraction tonight in the form of Chris Evans’ ass, then real life tomorrow.” One way or another, things were about to change.
America’s Ass is always good for a distraction.
