Marisol laughed as she took a sip of her cocktail. “Are you fucked because of point number one or for another reason?”

“Nolan’s mom is so hot.”

“I know. It’s practically all I’ve heard about since you had that pool day with them.”

Blair shook her head. Marisol didn’t get it. “But she’s not just incredibly hot physically. She also has a sexy personality. She scared the shit out of me today, and even that was hot.”

Marisol put her hand in the air. “Wait. I’m going to need you to elaborate. What do you mean by she scared the shit out of you ?”

Blair explained all of the details of The Great Apple Slice Meltdown and how Erin acted like she was mad at her when she found out they went to McDonald’s. “And I’m telling you, watching her tap that high-heeled foot was so   fucking hot .”

“It’s cool that she didn’t actually get mad at you. You do realize most parents would’ve actually flipped out, right?”

“I know!” Blair threw her hands in the air. “That’s why she’s so cool and also the reason I’m completely fucked.”

“Because you have a crush on her.” Marisol said it as if it was a statement and not a question.

Crush? No. Blair definitely wouldn’t go that far “I wouldn’t call it a crush. I’d say it’s more like a…” she took another sip of beer as she tried to think of a word. “Lush.”

Marisol scrunched up her nose and furrowed her eyebrows. “A lush?”

She smiled proudly. I’m so creative. “Yes. Somewhere between lust and a crush. She’s not just some girl I want to take home from a bar and have a one-night stand with, but I’m also not daydreaming about what it would be like to date her.”

Marisol laughed, causing some of her drink to shoot from her mouth. “Only because you don’t  date people.”

“It’s not that I don’t date. It’s just that I haven’t found someone worth dating.”

“Until now,” Marisol said with a smirk.

Blair glared at her best friend, who clearly wasn’t listening. “I can’t date the mom of the kid I’m babysitting.”

“I know you can’t. But it doesn’t change the fact that you want to.”

“Just because she might be the sexiest woman I’ve ever met doesn’t mean that I want to date her.”

“Oh yeah? What does it mean?” Marisol smiled over the top of her drink.