I'm Not Doing It

Riley

I never made it to bed the night before, but crashed on the couch instead. After getting the crick out of my back, I walked to the kitchen and yawned so hard I thought my jaw might pop out of socket.

"Damn," I mumbled and rubbed my face.

The front door opened behind me and Charlotte walked in, looking about how I felt.

"Hey," she mumbled and closed the door before dropping her purse and kicking off her shoes. "What a waste of getting undressed."

"Oh yeah? That bad?" I popped the top on the coffee and worked to get it brewing so I could properly wake up.

"He's gotten worse. I swear he stuck it in and came." She rolled her shoulders as she moved up beside me. "I know I'm good in bed, but come on. Really?"

"At least you had sex." I moved to the counter next to me and pulled two coffee mugs out. "I think it's been three months for me."

"This wasn't the kind of sex that anyone would miss. I promise." She walked to the fridge and got out the creamer. "I saw you dancing with Jace. He d