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154 pages, ebook
First published April 6, 2015
“He needs a friend and all I can think about is doing very bad things to his body.”
“You’re starved for physical intimacy. He’s starved for emotional intimacy. Maybe you can help him and help yourself.”
“I don’t want to use him like that. I think his whole life people have been trying to use him.”
“What does me being a virgin have to do with anything? All girls should be treated with respect regardless of whether or not they’re virgins. Being a virgin doesn’t make me any more or less worthwhile than a non-virgin. Your seduction logic is flawed.”
"Martin Sandeke wasn't used to freely voicing his thoughts and feelings...nor was he used to kindness."
"Parker, what are you doing?"
"Making a funny face in effort to make you stop staring at me like I murdered your beloved goldfish. What are you doing?"
“But his laugh was a radioactive seduction and a half life of infinity. I wanted him to stop laughing never. It made his eyes crinkle and his mouth curve in a sinful smile.”
“I don't like dates. They're too sugary and stick to my teeth.”
“We won't have dates on our dates. We'll have tacos.”
“Foolish, absurd, brainless, crazy, preposterous, ridiculous, silly, stupid...”
“He' so awful. He's... he's like ammonium dichromate with mercury thiocyanate. He's the college boy equivalent of the bowels of hell.”
“Mesmerizing, hypnotic, irresistible, alluring, seductive... Hmm...”
“Fuck me...”I won’t reveal much more than this, this part is fairly short, and I’d rather you make certain discoveries yourself. But you’ve got this all set up. The story and development is very fast paced, and you won’t know what happened until you see you’ve reached the end already! A real page turner.
My eyes darted back to Martin and I found him looking at my body with a mixture of pained hunger and appreciation. The profanity had slipped from his tongue like an odd caress.”
“You think I'm only interested in you for one thing. You're wrong.” He whisperead against my ear, hot breath spilling against my neck making me shiver, his hand on my stomach inching lower.
“This, what you're doing now how you're touching me, does not give credibility to your words.” My breath hitched, my brain disengaging.
“You're wrong. And I'll prove it to you.”
“I'm right. I'm right. I'm so, so, so right.”
One day I would persuade my grandchildren to gather ‘round while I put in my good dentures, the ones with no space between my two front teeth. I would tell them for the millionth time about how Hercules had once accidentally kissed me in the chemistry lab at my Ivy League University.
“What does me being a virgin have to do with anything? All girls should be treated with respect regardless of whether or not they’re virgins. Being a virgin doesn’t make me any more or less worthwhile than a non-virgin. Your seduction logic is flawed.”
“But you being a virgin and you being Kaitlyn Parker makes me want to ensure our first time touching each other isn’t some grope session against the closet of a dorm room.”
“So if I hadn’t been a virgin, then we would… what? We would have just, just…” I couldn’t say the word fuck. I just couldn’t. Instead I rushed to finish, “You would have impaled me with your penis while I face planted against the closet?”
A prickle of unease made the short hairs of my neck stand at attention. On one hand it was a lovely thing for him to say. On the other hand, he’d just figuratively urinated a circle around me in his blatant display of caveman possessiveness. Maybe I was overreacting, but I had no baseline for comparison. This was all very, very new territory for me.
"He needs a friend and all I can think about is doing very bad things to his body.”
“You’re starved for physical intimacy. He’s starved for emotional intimacy. Maybe you can help him and help yourself.”
“I don’t want to use him like that. I think his whole life people have been trying to use him.”
“Me want Martin flavored cookie! Me want cookie now!!”
“Is a chameleon a coward because it can change its color? No. It’s evolved and awesome. I like to think of myself in a similar fashion. There is nothing wrong with having a strong sense of self-preservation.”
“I'm sure you're used to the deafening sound of underwear hitting the floor every time you enter the room.”
“I’ve decided that you and I are going to be best friends, just as long as you keep me in a steady supply of salmon cakes.”
“And cookies.”
“Yes. And cookies.”
‘Proximity to Martin made me lose my sense. I’d been senseless. Without sense. Not any sense. No sense. Nonsense.’
“Do you always talk like that?”
“Like what? Like awesome?”
“Yeah, like awesome.”