Loving Disaster - Excerpt 3!
Excerpt:
I’m fired? I’m fired?
The thought itself made me wanna explode. That haughty, condescending little harpy! I would already have left her somewhere beside the road if I didn’t have an itch for her the size of Jupiter.
Ah, who was I kidding? No, I wouldn’t. But it sounded better that way in my head.
And things were getting worse by the day. That kiss, for example. The second kiss. In the car. I was seconds… seconds away from ripping her clothes off and doing what I wanted to do to her since I first laid my eyes on her in that dump in Susannah.
She infuriated me and made me laugh at the same time. She was driving me nuts, and sometimes she even scared me. She was smart but did everything to disprove it; funny without even trying to be and so beautiful it made my head spin. And unlike other gorgeous women, she wasn’t aware of it… at all. So basically, she was perfect, even if she was a basket case. Even her contagious insanity was growing on me by the minute. Hell, I would even sign up to be jinxed for the rest of my life, just to go back in time and make that leopard disappear from the face of the earth.
Yes, I was that desperate.
No, there was no cure for it.
At least, none that I could think of.
Basically, I had no other choice but to follow her to El Mourat. Or to the end of the Earth. With or without the map. Just to be in the same car with her. Just to argue with her. Just to provoke her into doing something foolish.
And she was thinking about it. I wasn’t blind or stupid. She had the same itch for me I had for her. And she wasn’t all that innocent either. She controlled herself well, but I was aware of the way she would look at me.
So, I left her at her hotel on not so good terms and told her to meet me there later in the evening. I told her we would talk. I would look at the map. Not that I cared about the fucking map. It was probably fake, anyway. I just wanted to see her. I wanted her. What to do about it, though? I had no fucking clue.
I tried to look at the other women on the street while driving to my friend’s place. God, they were ugly! It seemed as if the rest of the female population suddenly turned into goblins. It was borderline insane. And this was my only solution, the only thing I could think of, the only possible cure. I was holding on to it for dear life, hoping—praying that I would find at least one woman I would find attractive enough to even consider… Ah, it was no use! Who was I kidding? It was a world of goblins and I wanted only her.
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Loving Disaster
I’m fired? I’m fired?
The thought itself made me wanna explode. That haughty, condescending little harpy! I would already have left her somewhere beside the road if I didn’t have an itch for her the size of Jupiter.
Ah, who was I kidding? No, I wouldn’t. But it sounded better that way in my head.
And things were getting worse by the day. That kiss, for example. The second kiss. In the car. I was seconds… seconds away from ripping her clothes off and doing what I wanted to do to her since I first laid my eyes on her in that dump in Susannah.
She infuriated me and made me laugh at the same time. She was driving me nuts, and sometimes she even scared me. She was smart but did everything to disprove it; funny without even trying to be and so beautiful it made my head spin. And unlike other gorgeous women, she wasn’t aware of it… at all. So basically, she was perfect, even if she was a basket case. Even her contagious insanity was growing on me by the minute. Hell, I would even sign up to be jinxed for the rest of my life, just to go back in time and make that leopard disappear from the face of the earth.
Yes, I was that desperate.
No, there was no cure for it.
At least, none that I could think of.
Basically, I had no other choice but to follow her to El Mourat. Or to the end of the Earth. With or without the map. Just to be in the same car with her. Just to argue with her. Just to provoke her into doing something foolish.
And she was thinking about it. I wasn’t blind or stupid. She had the same itch for me I had for her. And she wasn’t all that innocent either. She controlled herself well, but I was aware of the way she would look at me.
So, I left her at her hotel on not so good terms and told her to meet me there later in the evening. I told her we would talk. I would look at the map. Not that I cared about the fucking map. It was probably fake, anyway. I just wanted to see her. I wanted her. What to do about it, though? I had no fucking clue.
I tried to look at the other women on the street while driving to my friend’s place. God, they were ugly! It seemed as if the rest of the female population suddenly turned into goblins. It was borderline insane. And this was my only solution, the only thing I could think of, the only possible cure. I was holding on to it for dear life, hoping—praying that I would find at least one woman I would find attractive enough to even consider… Ah, it was no use! Who was I kidding? It was a world of goblins and I wanted only her.
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Loving Disaster
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