Happy Hour Hoe (On the Clock #2)

by Shae Sanders

“Because he’ll suck you in. He has an aura that’s really inviting. Enticing. I don’t know, something. He’s like…the male Erykah Badu.”

“Meaning I know I’m not a bad bitch. I don’t turn heads, my pictures don’t get likes, and if I hadn’t approached you, I wouldn’t even be here right now. And we both know it, so don’t bother denying it.”

Mourn the end of the relationship but don’t let it drag you so low you doubt yourself.

For me, giving up is never an option. If I want it, it’s meant for me. That’s always been my motto.”

I wanted to ask her to stay. I wanted to feed her. I wanted to take her into the shower and bathe her. I wanted to tell her how much I enjoyed her, and not just the sex, but the rest of it. Her mind. Her quirkiness. Her innocence. Her laugh. Her sexiness. I wanted to speak life into her. I wanted to worship her.