CHAPTER FIFTEEN "So, let me get this straight. He was good looking." "Yes." "And nice." "From what I can remember." "And you slept with him." "All signs point to the affirmative." "But you're not going to call him or answer when he calls. Do I have it right?" "That about covers it," Tess agreed. She'd been filling Rebel in on the previous night as they ate pho at their favorite noodle shack. She knew Rebel was trying to be supportive, but Tess could tell by the look on her friend's face that she wanted to slap some sense into her. "Look, Rebel, I know it sounds crazy. I know you're thinking why not give this guy a chance. But I just can't start from square one after he's put his mouth on my beave, ya know?" "He put his mouth on your beave?" Rebel asked louder than Tess would have liked. "Probably...anyway, how would that first date go? 'I know you've already seen me naked, but tell me about yourself.' Just, no. That's why I have the three date rule. I don't have to know a guy's life story before we sleep together, but I sure as hell need to know if he lives in his parents basement." "He does?" Rebel blurted.
