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there was something about the way the tendons in his forearms tested the limits of his rolled-up sleeves that made my mouth water, as if his casual regalia were trying to tame an animalism that was literally splitting seams to escape.
“The ‘making money for money’s sake’ road. Before law school, I spent some time working for Goldman Sachs. It was just before they took the big bailout. Seeing all those executives take that money after stealing so much more from their investors and clients…it just made me sick. I’d rather be someone who could help people like that get some of it back. Or at least make sure they get what’s theirs in the end.”
“Yeah, he’s a fuckin’ sundae, girl. You should get on that pronto. How old is he?”
“What do you know, Cinderella?” he said with a smirk. “Looks like Prince Charming came with both shoes this time.”
“It’s Brandon,” he said. “You should call me Brandon. Especially since I asked you up here because I’d like to fuck you. Tonight, if that works.”
“Oh my God! What the fuck is wrong with you? Are you some kind of creep? I don’t know what about me makes you think ‘cheap hooker,’ but Jesus FUCKING Christ! I might be the daughter of a garbage collector, but that doesn’t make me trash! Do you always treat women like this? Did you not learn that no means no? Do I need to call the fucking cops?”
What do you do when just the sight of someone leaves you awestruck?”
What he had just done had completely shattered every other sexual experience I had ever had, and he had only removed his jacket. Don’t worry? How could I not?
NYU proved to be a good compromise when I decided to study both music and business.
Why would you keep a guy with the soggy oatmeal personality when you’ve got a giant plate of sizzling bacon ready for you?”
“You can’t fuck me on a hundred-thousand-dollar instrument!”
“I bought it to play, Red,” Brandon growled. “So, let’s play.”
Some people wallow when they have a broken heart. They turn into Bella Swan and self-implode for several months until they forget the color of the guy’s eyes or the exact tone of the girl’s voice. Then they meet someone else who helps them forget a little more, and eventually, they return to the land of the living.
