It's About Time (Blossom Peak #4)(61)

Vienna waves her hand at her playfully. “Not Rhonan’s! Elliot’s!”

Elodie spins around to face Vienna. “Was there something wrong with it? Erectile dysfunction is actually more common than people realize...”

“Why do you know so much about erectile dysfunction?” I ask, and then it dawns on me. “Ew! Are you talking about my brother’s penis?”

Elodie twists back to me. “No! Trust me, there is nothing wrong with Henley’s dick.”

“Or Rhonan’s,” Vienna echoes.

Laney and I look at each other, about to gag.

Laney clears her throat first. “Okay, please elaborate so I can ward off this nausea swirling in my belly right now.”

Vienna rolls her eyes and then adjusts her stance. “I guess Elliot hadn’t been able to…” She sighs. “God, I almost feel bad for bringing this up now.”

I smack the bathroom counter. “There’s no going back now, girl. Spit it out!”

She laughs. “Fine. Elliot hasn’t been with another woman since Tori, but it wasn’t for a lack of trying, I guess. So, he begged Rhonan to go to The Charming Bull that night to watch the bull riding contest to see if any woman might make him…excited.”

Laney covers her mouth, hiding her smile. “Oh my gosh. Poor guy.”

I arch a brow at her. “Why are you bringing this up?” And then something clicks. “Wait. You were there that night. Are you telling me that Elliot got a boner watching you ride the bull?”

She shakes her head and then smirks, pointing directly at me. “No, honey. He got one while watching you.”

Silence descends upon the small bathroom as all of us process what Vienna just shared.

Elodie slowly turns back to face me, eyes wide. “Holy shit.”

Laney blows out a breath. “Uh, didn’t see that one coming. Although, I’m so glad this story wasn’t about my brother, so there’s that.”

Vienna hasn’t stopped looking at me.

But I don’t even know what to say.

Elliot got hard while watching me? Is that something I should even be concerned about? I mean, maybe it was just a one-off thing.

“And…I guess it’s happened again since then,” Vienna adds.

Well, there’s that…

“I, uh…”

“Dilynne?” Laney starts, concern in her voice.

“Yeah?”

“Has Elliot said anything to you about…”

I snap my gaze to hers. “Uh, no, Laney. Elliot has not admitted that I made his dick hard on more than one occasion,” I reply sarcastically. “Not sure that’s something that he would ever share with me.”

She scowls at me. “No need to get snippy.”

I throw my hands in the air. “Well, this is the last thing I needed to know before going to dinner with his parents!”

“ Speaking of which,” Elodie interjects, checking her phone. “We have about forty minutes left until he gets here, so we need to focus.”

Vienna raises her hand in the air. “Okay, but before we do, can I just share something else with the group because now that I let that secret out, I feel so much better.”

Laney rests her hand on her shoulder. “Yes. Sharing is caring.”

Vienna smiles. “Great. Apparently, Elliot also got his dick pierced a while back.

My jaw falls open, but Elodie’s gasp gains our attention first. “What?”

“Yeah. Rhonan said the reason why he went with Elliot to The Charming Bull was because it was either that, or go with him to get his dick pierced, which he wanted no part of witnessing. So, Elliot ended up going by himself. The guys all know but have been keeping it from us because they didn’t want us to ask them to do the same,” she finishes, rolling her eyes. “I told Rhonan that a decision like that is completely up to him, but I probably wouldn’t complain.” She bounces her eyebrows up and down.

But my brain is short-circuiting at the moment.

Not only has Elliot not been with another woman since Tori, which isn’t as far-fetched as it might seem to the girls. But he got a penis piercing as what? A way to move on? A way to help him get over the idea of someone new since he has something new to share?

But the most prevalent question in my mind right now is—which piercing did he get?

Laney blows out a breath again. “Damn. That was a lot of information in a short amount of time.”

“Um, yeah. You could say that,” I say. “I feel like I just lived through that Thanksgiving episode of Friends when Ross and Monica are telling secrets about each other to their parents.”

Elo die turns back to me. “Look, all I need to do is finish your mascara, but then I need to get started on your hair. We can talk and work, right?”

I nod. “Sure.”

My response comes out confident, but that’s the last thing I’m feeling right now as I watch the mascara wand threaten my eyes because knowing what Vienna just shared with us about Elliot is making everything I thought about this arrangement fly right out the window.

***

“Ladies, we did good,” Laney says, high-fiving Elodie and then Vienna.

Elodie pats herself on the back. “All that training in stage makeup certainly paid off.” She twists to look at Laney. “This was fun, though. We should do something like this if Lennon comes to visit, like make each other over or something.”