'I'm sexy if you put your mind to it.'

That line always ran through my mind, much like a broken record.

No one ever said that about me...that was until fairly recently. Before that, it took one look at me and the next moment, I was desired. To hear those words from that column upset me. It upset me enough to go to Stormie's and have a few drinks and order those cheese fries that everyone's always talking about. No one ever said that kind of thing to me, I knew I was sexy, and it sure as hell didn't require a lot of thought to notice that.

God, I hate when I get like this… Where's Joy when I need her? Joy usually knows how to snap me clean out of this. She's my girl...we've had our ups and downs, but we've kept this up for months now, and everything is just so surreal.

If it wasn't clearly obvious, Joy and I aren't just best friends...we've become more than that. We've been seeing each other secretly for months. Melanie, our best friend isn't aware of us...being together.

I'm surprised that she hasn't noticed anything, or even asked. I would have thought she'd be curious because of Joy's unusually bright and cheery mood. Joy rarely acts that way, except for when she's in love. Just as I was in thought, I feel a pair of arms around my waist. Turning around, I find Joy behind me, grinning madly. She leans in, kissing me gently against the nape of my neck. Lovingly, I look into her eyes, smiling. She returns my smile.

'Hello, darling...' I say, running a few fingers through her soft and silky hair. Gently she nuzzles against my shoulder. I could smell her lavender shampoo wafting from her hair. I sigh and smile, pressing a soft kiss against her hair. She's absolutely stunning, her hair long and wavy...chestnut brown. I like when she wears it up, she looks so gorgeous and elegant it makes my heart swell with sheer unbridled happiness. When she smiles at me, it's like a light went on. I was drawn to her.

'Tori, I just saw you sitting here, just wanted to see if you were alright. Love, are you alright?'

I smile. Joy was worried about me. Taking her hand in mine, I squeeze it gently…letting her know I appreciated her kindness.

'I'm fine, really. Just in thought is all.'

Joy smiles at me, a look of curiosity in her eyes. I love when she gazes at me like that. She's always been full of wonder; full of excitement…I couldn't understand people who didn't see that in her. I surely did.

'So what are you in the mood for tonight, sweetheart? Elka and Melanie are out on their dates, so we have the house to ourselves.

Elka and Melanie are our roommates, if you didn't know that already. Melanie's been our best friend since we all met in Los Angeles. We all went through a lot together-her divorce, Joy's relationship troubles, and my multiple marriages and subsequent divorces. Elka is the caretaker of our beautiful home…she soon became friends with all three of us when Melanie bought the home. Elka's like a mom to us in a sense, although hers and Joy's relationship sometimes is a little too similar to Joy's real relationship with her own mother in England. But I know deep down Elka really cares for all three of us, she just has a funny way of showing us that.

'Victoria?' Joy asks me, as I sat there, a little zoned out at the moment. I snap back to reality and turn to look at Joy, who raises her eyebrow, concerned. I know this was unlike me to zone out while I was with her.

'Oh my god, Joy…I am sorry. What were you saying, babe?'

Joy smiles at me sweetly, her fingers playing with the buttons on my cardigan. That sweater was a gift from Joy, it was cashmere. She looks up, and says, 'What would you like to do tonight? I was telling you we have the house to ourselves…'

Then I remembered. We were planning our evening. It had been months since we had the house to ourselves. Last time was movie night, Joy and I critiquing romantic films. Little did we know that it would turn into a make out session where we forgot like half the film and then cuddled on the couch.

Ah, memories.

'Well, how about we order takeout, and I'll see what's on Netflix…I promise it won't be another one of those romantic films.'

Joy rolls her eyes at me. I love when she's snarky.

'Better not be. I think I'm done with that genre for a while.'

I laugh. I had to agree with her, we had seen quite a few of those films lately with Melanie and Elka. Joy smiles at me, and flips through a phonebook searching for a place that served takeout.

'Does Chinese food sound good?'

Joy waits patiently for my answer, and I smile and reply, 'Actually, that's perfect. I haven't enjoyed Chinese food since our trip to New York and our dinner out with Melanie and Elka.'

Joy grins, dialing the phone to order. She always knows what I usually order, I order vegetarian or vegan, much like she does. I turn on Netflix and flip through our instant queue. It was a shared queue between the household, so I was flipping through not only mine and Joy's choices, but Melanie's and Elka's too. Finally after searching through the endless amount of romantic comedies, I find still nothing.

'Joy, honey…nothing looks good to watch, 'I say, setting the remote down and looking over at Joy, who had just hung up with the restaurant. Joy rolls her eyes at me.

'Jeez, Tori…there's always something. Just keep searching.'

I continue the search, talking to Joy. 'But, baby…we're not even likely going to be watching the movie much after we eat. We'll likely head towards third base, but stop at second because we hear a car in the driveway. That always seems to happen.'

Joy sighs, and looks at me. 'That my love is true.'

I get up carefully, as I was kneeling in front of the television. Heading over to Joy, I take her hands in my own, and look deep into her eyes. Her eyes sparkled with delight as we looked into each other's eyes.

'I love watching your eyes sparkle. Have I ever told you they are beautiful, just as much as you are?'

Joy blushes, a deep red. 'A million times before, Victoria dear.'

I lean in and kiss her gently against her soft lips. Parting, we glance at each other and she smiles at me, gently squeezing my hands which were still in hers. They felt soft and her hands felt good against mine. We stood mesmerized, as the doorbell rang.

'Better go get that, Victoria honey…that's our dinner,' Joy says, quickly kissing my lips again before heading to open the door.

I look at her, and smile wistfully. She returns my smile, and winks, whispering, 'We'll continue this after dinner…promise.'