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checking that box felt like a big “fuck you” to the man. To every single gatekeeper trying to put people like me in a box with that stupid ethnicity question.
I crossed my legs at my ankles as Queen Clarisse Renaldi taught me when I was a kid. If dorky Mia Thermopolis could be a princess, then I could get hired here.
happened so fast, but he walked past me, and I caught a whiff of him. That sounds creepy, but it was not like I sniffed him, even though he sniffed me twice since I’d met him.
“Probably, but that hair,” I gushed. “You and your hair fetish.”
“It’s not a fetish,” I practically yelled so she could hear me over the running water. “I just love when a man has long hair. It’s not creepy. I don’t, like, collect hair and get off on it.”
Now g’wan’n git, shitass.”
His hair fell over his shoulder and grazed my arm. The smell of lavender washed over me. I clenched my thighs together. I should not be reacting this way to a coworker. He’s just clean, Ember, get it together.
“This is Oklahoma, we all need the money.” “Says the guy who was able to buy a house.” Phoebe rolled her eyes.
Okies and our love for our own.
Some mornings I’d find an older guy in our bathroom, and others I’d find a younger woman. Joanna had no specific type. She loved love. She was addicted to the rush of it. She had more heartbreaks than I could count, and I lived through each one with her.
“I remember him being good-looking.” “He is good-looking.” I threw my hands up. “Wrong. He is the Native Daddy of our girly fantasies,” Joanna said, then burped.
“I promise to get you something better than Milwaukee’s Best.” “It’s the best Milwaukee has to offer.” We smiled like dumb teenagers.
“So, uh…Native Daddy, huh?” “You heard?!” I was beyond mortified. “Every word,”
After the almost kiss at the bar, I stayed up late at night imagining what it would be like to belong to him, to really kiss him,
The hussy within me wanted to test-drive more than just cars today, and I didn’t know if we could help ourselves from just completely going at it in a pretty spacious SUV.
“The next time you are ever scared or trapped anywhere, you yell, okay? Fuck Mr. Stevenson and his nap. Got it?”
“That’s my girl, let’s sit down and look at the ocean.”
“Perfect,” I hissed through my teeth. At some point he dozed off as I lay there, listening to his even breathing. Calming my body from his proximity.
“About as hard as it was for me to lay in that bed next to you, knowing you wore nothing under that robe.”
“So, you decided to flaunt yourself in your underwear all morning?” “Did that bother you?”
He kissed me. Right there in an elevator of a hotel full of our coworkers, Danuwoa eviscerated my soul. He was forbidden, and the spark that set my body aflame.
“Would an earth-shattering orgasm do?” He whispered so low I could feel it in my core.
he was giving me the cute Puss in Boots eyes, and I was fumbling Shrek taking up too much space, saying the wrong things, and walking around a five-star resort in orthopedic flats.
With his free arm, he tapped his chest. “Come here.”
“Forced proximity works, I read about it all the time.” She shrugged. “In romance novels! This is the real world.”
“I’ll give you a horse,” after Danielle de Barbarac carried Prince Henry on her shoulders—completely ridiculous. But still, I felt a small victory.
“Does nothing scare you?” I huffed. “Only being without you. These have been the worst three weeks.”
