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Nicole Cubba
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September 24 - September 28, 2025
I’ve been pining over Charlie Bowen since the day we met, and all she accomplishes with her razor-sharp looks is giving me a raging hard-on that I have to banish by reciting mundane lab protocols.
Charlie may be my favorite person, but I am not hers. I don’t even crack the top ten, let alone get close to Sir Charles Darwin. Trying to bump him from the top spot is futile, but I’ve been aiming for a close second since we met.
How adorable
My resolve is weak around her, which is why the lab is always unlocked for her to steal the pipette whenever she needs.
Charlotte Bowen is so distractingly beautiful that, at times, I lose function of my faculties. When she cornered me in the kitchenette this morning, I nearly spilled scalding coffee on myself from the shock of seeing her.
Oh, Neptune, I just whacked Mateo with my sex toy.
dick?” he asks, each word slow and full of disbelief. My jaw slackens. “This is not an alien dick,” I say, whacking him in the chest with the vibrator. “It is a normal fake penis. Thank. You. Very. Much.”
Amy: Perhaps discovered what hides inside Mateo’s pants? I choke, the air in my lungs seizing as her words register. Mateo makes an odd sound, and I stare up at the ceiling.
Could I love Charlie Bowen? With every fiber of my being, if she would let me.
“You consume my every thought,” he admits, stealing the air from my lungs. “Every morning, I leave a chocolate at your desk with the hope I can see your smile when you take the first bite. I’ve read every paper you’ve ever written because your mind is brilliant and I want to explore every cavern of your brain to understand how you work.”
“I don’t know how you think I look at you,” I murmur, the water nearly drowning out my words, “but when I look at you, it’s hard to breathe.”
No relationship is perfect, but rather, it’s a complex weaving of two people giving it their all—that’s what I want with Charlie.
Regardless if she knows it yet or not, Charlie Bowen is mine. Mine to cherish. Mine to worship. Mine to keep.
“Every other woman ceased to exist after I met you. You were—are—all I think about.”
I could spend the next forty years as a scientist, but you will always be my greatest discovery. My most important find. My purpose.”
“I told you, Dan,” Cheryl yells, shockingly accusatory. “What did I say?” “They’re meant for each other, they only need a little shove,” Dan responds in a monotone voice.
