SMACK.
"Ow! Stop hitting me!" Aria shrieked, swatting her hand out to hit Zoe back.
"Why did you have to throw the phone?!" Zoe yelled, landing another solid smack on Aria's shoulder.
"I didn't know it was going to land face-up!" Aria defended, rubbing her arm. "And it's not my fault you had that particular image loaded up!"
"It wasn't intentional!" Zoe shot back, her chest heaving.
She paused. Zoe slowly lowered her hand.
"Aria," Zoe asked, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Have you never exchanged nudes with the guys you've slept with?"
Aria's face turned the vibrant shade of a ripe tomato beneath her pale ghost makeup.
"I have only ever slept with Damien," Aria muttered defensively. "What other guys are you talking about? And no! Why would I need to do that? We are married, Zoe. We live together. If I want to see him naked, I just open the bathroom door."
Zoe stared at her. Her jaw literally went slack.
