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"Alright, you're cured," Bess declared. Nancy breathed a sigh of relief, glancing around at her friends, trying not to linger on Ace. "How do you feel, Nancy?"
"I-I feel like me again. I mean, it had been a while, but not THAT long, you know?"
The group had a hearty chuckle and then fell into silent agreement, grabbing for their coats and walking toward the door. Nancy took in a deep breath, reaching for Ace's arm. "Can you stay for a minute? I want to apologize for the things I said to you."
He smiled, patting her arm. "No need, I know you probably didn't mean most of them, it was the dress."
She sighed. "That's the thing, Ace, I did-I DO want those things, but it wasn't appropriate for me to speak to you that way, especially since you're already seeing someone."
He stared at her, floored. "Nancy, I don't understand, what are you saying?"
She flushed. "Do I have to spell it out for you? Already feeling awkward enough." He continued to look confused, so she found herself explaining once more, lowering her voice so their friends wouldn't hear. "Yes, Ace, I want to sit on your face, I want to suck your dick, and I want you to make hot, sweet love to me, even if it isn't in the walk in freezer like we talked about earlier. Okay? Are you satisfied, knowing that I want you? Knowing that I... like you?"
He rubbed the back of his neck, feeling sufficiently awkward as well. "Nancy, I didn't know... I don't know what to say about that. I mean, I'm, it's something I haven't thought about much but--"
She cut him off. "I know you probably didn't mean it either, you got carried away trying to soothe my lust." He touched her hand lightly. "That's the thing, Nance, I meant what I said too, even if it didn't reveal as much. I liked it when you said those things to me, even if it didn't feel real. I wanted to do that with you, but not in that context. And I-I AM still seeing her, and I don't know what to do about all these feelings, and did you say you like me? What does that even mean? How do I deal with that?"
She rubbed his fingers. "You're spiraling. We can talk about this later, if you want. Or we can never bring it up again, I just... thought you'd want to know. And I'll respect whatever you want to do."
He growled softly. "What if I wanted to take you right now, on the carpet, in front of all of our friends?"
She flushed. "Well, I can't say the idea doesn't excite me but I'd rather you didn't, for-for their sake."
Now that he knows he makes her nervous, he wants more. He wants her in his corner. But he's not quite sure how to go about it. "Nancy, I need to think about this. Can I call you when I've figured it out?"
She nods. "Please do. I'll be here for you, regardless." This, this basis of friendship, he knows this is solid and this is real. He trust it. He's not sure if he trusts whatever this thing happening between them is, but he wants it. However, he holds back and says goodbye to her at last, slipping out the door before she can finish saying goodbye.
Drinking in all of the information, she decides to go home, take a long shower, and do some introspection. She knows that these desires are rooted in real feelings, but she hasn't had a safe chance to explore them yet. Perhaps tonight she will.