“Relax, you mean?”
Gina nodded.
“Alcohol,” Zoie said without hesitation. “Nothing loosens up a person’s inhibitions quicker than a stiff drink or two.”
Shaking her head, Gina pushed to her feet. “I’m not much of a drinker.”
“Good. That means it would take less to get you going.”
Sputtering a laugh, Gina planted her hands on her hips. “You are a real case, you know it? Here you are telling me to get drunk and have sex with a man I hardly know.”
“Do you want to remain a virgin the rest of your life?”
Gina winced, then shook her head. “No.”
“Does Case ring your bell?”
Gina rolled her eyes. “If you’re asking if I’m attracted to him, yes.”
Zoie shrugged. “Well, there you have it. Case Fortune is your frog-prince, the guy who’s going to introduce you to the wild side of life, teach you the old bump and grind.”
Gina clapped her hands over her cheeks, her face flaming. “I can’t believe we’re even having this discussion.”
Zoie unfolded her legs and rose. Slinging an arm around Gina’s shoulders, she drew her with her as she walked to the door. “Sister, it’s time. Past time, if you ask me. You’ve been wearing that chastity belt long enough.”
Three
At the moment, Gina felt more like a voodoo priestess than she did an author of children’s books.
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