He turned his attention back to his Internet search.
"Wow. Did you know he doesn't turn thirty for another two years? Think of the stamina."
"Think of the rudeness. I'm offended by how he just threw it out there. I hate feeling like a vagina with legs."
Ellie paused and looked up at me, her eyes softening with sympathy. "I'm sorry, baby girl. You're so strong, so much stronger than I am. I just don't see you carrying around the baggage I do."
"I don't think I am, most of the time." I looked away because I didn't want to talk about what we'd been through in our pasts. "It's not like I wanted him to ask me out on a date. But there has to be a better way to tell a woman you want to take her to bed."
"You're right. He's an arrogant douche. Let him lust after you until he has blue balls. Serves him right."
That made me smile. Ellie could always do that. "I doubt that man has ever had blue balls in his life, but it's a fun fantasy."
