258 Comparisons

(Winona)

Lisa’s laughter fills the apartment as she pours us another glass of wine. “Okay, but seriously, Winona—how do you really know Jayden is the one?”

She leans back, eyebrows arched, like she’s just dared me to figure out the meaning of life. “You’ve only ever been with him, right? What are you even comparing him to?”

I blink at her, way past the tipsy stage. “I love him, Lis. That’s how I know. It’s not a comparison game. I just... know.”

Lisa shakes her head, laughing again. “Bullshit! You can’t just know. That’s like saying, ‘Oh, this pizza’s the best,’ but you’ve never even tried another slice!”

“Pizza would be great right now,” I muse.

“Bitch, you’re talking about spending the rest of your life only ever having sex with one guy. It’s not natural.”

I roll my eyes. “Fairly sure it’s natural to a lot of people.”

“In the dark ages maybe. Hell, you might like it with a woman better.”

I stare at her.

“Well, you might and you’ll never know.”

“You must have gotten close with Philli