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“So,” Julie prompted as she leaned in and placed her elbows on her knees. “Spill the beans. What’s he like?”
Bex, who was in the middle of stirring a pot of homemade soup, set the ladle down and raised an eyebrow.
“You know who,” her friend teased, blue eyes sparkling with mischief.
“I’m talking about Noah!” Julie kicked one flip flop off, aiming her foot in Bex’s direction.
Bex shrugged noncommittally.
“Sure,” Bex conceded. “He’s also annoying as hell.”
Bex and Noah had been engaged in the are-they-aren’t-they dance for six months, before finally taking the plunge and becoming exclusive. Bex still didn’t talk much about their relationship–she just wasn’t that kind of person–so the other girls were in the dark about the details. None of them had pushed the issue, either, not wanting to incur Bex’s wrath.
But Julie was persistent, and also fearless. She told the other girls that she was willing to take one for the team and find out all the dirty details, which she would then share with them, naturally.
Julie scrunched her mouth up and raised an eyebrow.
“With a body like that, he can be as annoying as he wants.”
Bex rolled her eyes.“You are annoying,” she replied, but Julie caught a glimpse of a fond smile and crinkled eyes.
