Chapter 42 – Choice

Sasha’s POV


It’s been about two weeks since I last spoke with Nadiya – since she kissed me in front of my girlfriend. She’s tried to apologize several times. This time when I came home she was sitting in the kitchen talking to my mom.

”Sasha, can I talk to you?” I was tempted to say no but instead I sat down across from her. ”I’m sorry. What I did was inappropriate and I shouldn’t have done it. I’m sorry of I caused any trouble between you and Nefertiti.”

”Thank you for the apology. Nef and I are fine.”

”I guess she doesn’t want us being friends anymore.”

”She’s not too keen on it. She doesn’t trust you not to pull something again but she trusts me to respect her and our relationship.”

By the end of my conversation with Nadiya I had two options. I could end my friendship with her or I could try to make this work. I didn’t want her. That much was clear. Yes, she was attractive and fun to hang out with. I had no interest in wanting her in my bed. Nef’s opinion was clear. She didn’t want me to be around her but she would never tell me who I could and couldn’t be friends with. Lana told me to stay away from her. She and Lana were no longer speaking. Lana thought that she was sneaky and underhanded. She said that Nadiya showed no respect for Nef or my relationship with her. I wouldn’t go that far.

I hated losing people I considered to be friends. She seemed to mellow out, even calling Nef to apologize. Nef wasn’t rude but she let it be known that she didn’t like Nadiya and that she didn’t trust her. I ended up being causal friends with Nadiya. We didn’t hang out as much as before and when we did it was always in a group and in a public place. I thought things were going well.

”So, I had a dream about you last night,” I told Nef while we were talking on the phone.

”Dream about me? What kind of dream?”

”It was actually pretty weird. I dreamt that we were in Pittsburgh for the Winter Classic and you were in the stands but instead of rooting for me you had on a blue Crosby jersey.” I couldn’t help but laugh. I knew that Nef hated the power blue jerseys.

”Haha you’re funny…but with an ass like that I’d get over my hatred for that monstrosity.”

”Hey now! None of that.” I really didn’t want to talk about Sidney Crosby’s ass.

”Sorry, I can’t help it. It’s kinda hard to miss but if it makes you uncomfortable I won’t talk about it anymore.” she said sweetly.

”Thank you.”

”Now those lips--”

”Nef!”

I didn’t want to talk about his lips either. She laughed and I’m pretty sure I threatened her with bodily harm.

”Awww poor baby. You know I love you and you alone.”

”You’re coming to the winter classic right?”

”Are you inviting me?”

”No, I’m inviting my other girlfriends...of course I’m inviting you. We can spend the holiday in Pittsburgh.”

”Sounds like a plan.”

I heard Jess shout “Nef! What are you doing?” in the background.

“Talking about Sidney Crosby’s ass!” she shouted back.

“And what a fine ass it is!”

Nef had me on speaker phone so I heard Jesse walk in to Nef’s room.

“I hate you both,” I said.

“Hi Sasha!” Jesse said. “Are you talking to Sasha about Sidney’s ass?”

“Yes! He brought it up.” No, I didn’t! “Well more like he told me he had a dream and in it I was wearing a Crosby jersey. A powder blue Crosby Jersey.”

“Does he know about it?” Jesse asked.

“About what?”

“About her sordid affair last month! Her and Crosby exchange numbers at the NHL awards and they had a passionate rendezvous!”

“What?! She had affair? Tramp! How could you Nef? I though you love me!” I said.

“Sorry! I didn’t mean it! It was the ass! I was drawn to it like a moth to a flame! The Canadian charm worked, okay. I tried to resist.”

“You guys are both nuts!” Jesse said. She’s just as crazy as we are.

Nef and Jesse were getting ready to go somewhere so I didn’t stay on the phone with them for too much longer.

“No more secret affairs,” I said as we were hanging up.

“Does that mean I can have affairs as long as they're not secret?”

“No, smartass.”

“I love you too baby.”