Elevator Pitch

by Evelyn Leigh

I’ve tried giving real men a chance, but that’s it. I’m deleting my dating profile and going back to fictional men.

Amen

It’s a dead zone, so I grab my e-reader, open to the chapter I left off on, and read it as I walk. I would’ve much rather spent my evening doing this than having a front-row seat at a shit show.

I swear I’m not usually this rude. I’m just on the last two pages of this chapter, and I must know what happens. The enemies are about to become lovers, dammit!

Nothing WORSE

He listens with intent and asks about the author. I tell him this is her debut, and she’s anonymous. He pulls out his phone and claims to order the book. Says he’s intrigued and hasn’t read a romance before.

“See you around, Selah. I hope to hear you calling me Grey sometime soon.” He flashes a kilowatt smile before the elevator doors close.

Reading romance is amazing, but eventually, you start to wonder if your main character moment will ever come along. I can’t be the only one who feels that way.

So, he stills while he’s inside me and says, ‘Oh, that’s just my pet rat, Martell.’”

MARTELL 😭😭😭

“Simple answer. I’m still people-pleasing. I’m struggling with taking control of situations and removing myself when I’m uncomfortable because I’m still considering everyone’s feelings over my own.”

I finished the book she was reading the other night and prepared an elevator pitch for when I saw her again.

For the first time in my life, I felt like I made friends who genuinely saw me. Not the shell of a person I became to survive, but who I was beneath it all. Books brought me to them.

Happier Than Ever.

“What a shame. I guess I’ll have to share these donuts with another beautiful neighbor of mine.” He makes a show of looking around and frowns. “I’m afraid I don’t have any others and your date seems to have stood you up. I think we should save each other the embarrassment and sit together. What do you think?”

Acts of service is my love language, and I think he should shut up.

“I’ve seen you do things to spreadsheets that make my pants tight.”

Hehehehe