"He called last night, and this morning," I say as I stare out the window.
"And how did it go, don't tell me you guys fought?" I shake my head and smile at her assumption. I guess it's clear to everyone that we haven't been smooth sailing. Maybe I should stop telling her every detail of my relationship.
"It was good. He was sweet. I may have flashed him," I mumble the last sentence quickly but Poppy gasps and nearly swerves the car so I know that she heard.
"Oh my god, you flashed him! How did that happen? Tell me everything!" She laughs gently and shakes my shoulder as she asks. I shove her hand off me and giggle as she returns her hand back to the steering wheel.
"We were just talking last night and we got into the conversation about the clothes that he bought me. And he mentioned that he saw that I got some lingerie sets and he asked to see them. So I quickly showed him my bra," I cover my face with my hands. Having to explain to your friend something so intimate is definitely not one of my favourite conversations I could be having. My cheeks are burning hot, maybe there is some kind of treatment at the spa that can stop my skin from flaming whenever something mildly embarrassing happens.
"Holy shit, I am so fucking proud of you! How did he react?" Poppy excitedly asks me. I uncover my hands from my face and rest my head back on the seat. I wish the seat would just open up and swallow me whole; she's going to be teasing me about this for the rest of my life. Her shy little prude friend is finally blossoming.
"He was, um, I think he liked it. He was a little flustered. He said he wished he screenshot it," I blush more as Poppy lets out an excited squeal from the seat beside me.
"Yeah, I bet he liked it! You should have just sent him a photo so he can keep it for later, you know what I mean."