Tired of looking at the ground, you take a deep breath and look back at Karyn voluntarily. She's beaming at you, and your heart melts a little. Despite yourself, you're smiling at her, too.
"Alright, you got me. I wished for sex with a supermodel."
Karyn searches your face.
"Nope, you did not. Oh wow, what did you wish for that was better than that?"
A million different ways to stall, drag the conversation out, and hopefully change the subject occur to you. But you know that none of them are going to work, because deep down, you know that you don't want them to work.
"I can't tell you, you'd think I'm weird."
Her face fills with concern.
"Oh Jon. Sure, maybe I'd think you're weird, but it definitely wouldn't make me like you less. Besides," she says, giving you a bump on the arm "I already think you're plenty fucking weird!"
That gets another smile out of you, and you take a deep breath. Do you really want to tell her this? You look into her eyes again.
"I um, I wished that I was a woman's vagina."
Silence. You're having a hard time reading what expression is on Karyn's face, and your stomach fills with ice as you realize that you've just tanked your friendship with this wonderful girl.
But she shatters your dread by letting out another laugh, and hugging you again.
"What? Holy shit, that's so kinky. Jesus Jon, I didn't think you had it in you!"
She lets go of you to look at you again.
"So like, some woman in particular?"
"Oh, uh, no. It was just random."
"Oh." She considers, and then her eyes grow huge again
"Holy, oh, was it me? Were you..."
"What! No, oh no" you quickly correct "it definitely wasn't you."
Silence again. You've never been very good at reading people, but you could swear that Karyn's cheeks aren't usually this red. There's something in her eyes that wasn't there a few minutes ago.
"Karyn, what is it?" You ask. Now it's her turn to look away, as she mumbles something at the ground.
"Oh god Karyn, talk to me" you say with growing concern. Not looking at you, she repeats herself a little louder, but you still can't make it out.
"Oh fuck, I knew I shouldn't have said anything, I'm so sorry." You stammer out "I'll just..."
She snaps her head up at you
"No! No, it's nothing like that."
She sighs.
"It would have been kind of hot if it was me."
