Chapter 293: Friction (1/2)
When Annabelle asked Camila and Ben if they'd had sex with each other, it dumbfounded both of them.
The Mexican beauty wrinkled her eyebrows. 'Tch…in which way hasn't this bastard f*cked me? Still, that's beside the point. Asking me that…isn't she too tactless?'
Ben also gawked at Annabelle. 'How should I respond here? From her perspective, the two of us are dating. So it probably wouldn't go well if I admitted what I did with Camila. Plus, this time's even worse than when Katie asked me, because who knows what this crazy Mexican will say?'
The b*tch was running wild...
However, Annabelle soon defrosted the situation herself, glancing at Camila while pointing at Ben. ”Well, have you? Because we've had sex.”
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A slew of complicated thoughts passed through the Latina's head. ”How can you just say that?” The two girls had only known each other a few minutes. As the lesbian, Camila had assumed she was the promiscuous and open one, but now, she realized she might've been wrong!
Yet, it wasn't that Annabelle was promiscuous, but that her thought was process was different, which is why Camila's response confused her. ”How can I say what? That thing about how furniture should be made of human bones instead of wood?”
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Seeing how they were both staring at her, she realized she'd said something wrong. ”Oh, sorry. I forgot that was just a thought. You didn't hear it…”
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'Is she a necromancer?' Even though Ben already knew Annabelle, she always managed to surprise him. 'If I could get the necromancer tag...' No matter the situation, he always considered how to raise his view count.
Annabelle looked at Camila. ”Okay, you must be talking about the sex thing then, right?”
The Latina blinked, not sure how or if she should respond. ”I guess…”
Annabelle shrugged. ”What's the big deal? It's just sex. Animals and plants do it all the time.”
'Plants too?' Camila and Ben exchanged glances...
For once, they were in agreement, that they needed to google that at home later...
During their moment of silence though, Annabelle walked towards Ben, getting very close to him as she smiled. ”Besides, Ben is so good at sex. Why wouldn't I do it?”
Seeing the gorgeous blonde being so intimate with that filthy bastard, Camila couldn't help but frown. 'How's this Oompa Loompa so good with the ladies?'
He was doing even better than she was! So how could she accept that? Camila's instinct was to stop this from going so smoothly, and, she knew the perfect way to do it--possessing a cluster-f*ck bomb to throw into this situation. ”I don't understand what you and the other girls see in him…”
Annabelle's ears twitched as she turned to Camila. ”Other girls?”
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Ben gulped. 'This b*tch really said it...'
Camila spread an impish smirk as she nodded.
”Ben is having sex with other girls?”
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He held his breath, preparing for chaos.
Camila's grin grew even wider. ”Yes!”
Annabelle blinked. ”Oh…well, that makes sense.”
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She then turned back to Ben as if nothing happened. Meanwhile, Camila's smirk froze, making her look like a sculpture of an autist...one trying to make sense of a falling stonk chart...
'Huh?' She couldn't get used to Annabelle's weirdness. ”You're not upset he's seeing someone else?”
”Upset? Why?” Annabelle didn't see the issue. ”As I said, it makes sense. He's so good in bed. Why wouldn't other girls want some?” Then, she sat down next to Camila, inches from her face. ”Like you, for example... Although you didn't answer my earlier question, I took that as a yes, because the default is opt-in.”
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