I hadn't lived with Ali in over a year, and I missed her terribly as my current roommate was becoming unbearable. Like an average weekend, we were hanging out in her apartment with a six back of beer and a pint of tequila. After all, it would only be us tonight.
Ali's roommate wouldn't be back, since she was at her boyfriend's, and being away from him for longer than 10 hours at a time was a task she hadn't accomplished since he had a three day business trip up state.
Sarah, her roommate, had suggested that after their lease expired the three of them move in together. Not exactly the suggestion Ali wanted to hear, since she wanted the three of us share a 3-bedroom house or condo.
I plopped down on the couch next to Ali, handed her a beer, and tossed the bottle caps on the coffee table, she was resting her bare feet on. Ali was in a thin white tank top and a tight pair of my shorts that I had left over here, in case I became too drunk to drive home, again, and needed to crash.
I came over right after I finished up at the gym, so I was still wearing my ex-boyfriend's basketball shorts and the sports bra, that was perviously covered by a hoodie from the university Ali had done her undergrad studying at.
The movie was reaching it's climax, when, I was guessing, the girl would get the guy, and he'd leave the loveless marriage he had been trapped in, when Ali's phone vibrated off the table, she bent over and picked it up off the carpet, revealing the top of her thong to me.
"Sarah is staying at Kyle's."
"You seem surprised?"
"No not really, just ya know, I figured since Ben and I had broken up, she'd ya know, come back tonight, maybe participate in our little girls night in."
I had almost forgot that Ben had cheated on Ali the previous weekend. The entire purpose of our two person shindig.
"Well ya, I suppose your right." The handsome man was running across the screen in a busy train station. "So who was the tramp Ben cheated on you with?" I could tell she wanted to vent a bit.
She cut the lime and added a bit of salt on the meat between her index finger and thumb. Swiftly licking the salt, slamming a shot, and sticking a wedge of the fruit in her mouth. Allowing a bit of juice to dribble down her chin.
The sudden urge to lick the dripping lime off of her skin overwhelmed me. But in one swift motion she took the wedge out of her mouth and wiped the stray liquid with her wrist.
"He said it was some slut he picked up at a bar, but ya never know, he could have been fuckin' her for the past two months, and I was just too naive to see it." She said, dicing up another lime.
"He is dumb fuck, and you know that. You are ten times better than him and there is no way this chick had a better body than you." I added, positioning my body to face her.
"Well, we had been going through a rough patch before, I mean we hadn't had sex in over a month, I suppose that should have been my first clue. And we had been arguing over every little thing." Mirroring my position on the couch.
"Like what?" I said, genuinely shocked, I had been dreading the day she became as obsessed with Ben as Sarah was with Kyle, so this had come as a surprise to me.
"Well I guess it all started when I told him that Sarah wanted me to live with her and Kyle. He was kinda bugged that I was planning on asking you to move back in with me, rather than him."
