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“Do not under any circumstances start another fight in front of my niece,”
Don’t ever let a man you don’t like make decisions for you.”
Course, they used to make up after a fight and be back to bein’ thick as thieves in no time. Guess y’all outgrew that part.”
“He’s intimidated by women with brains.”
But I wasn’t sure how much else to tell them.
“Why’s your face so red? You get sunburnt?”
“Nothing,” my niece mumbled.
Your niece is a godsend.”
smart and independent.”
Annnnd hopefully not too damaged.
“Fixed the whole damn thing in less than five minutes.
Are you in trouble?
But it turned out, some people liked having an asshole cut their hair.
She probably liked it too.
I wondered how much living she’d missed out on wasting all that time being good.
Warner suit had never taken a piss in the great outdoors.
but it still counted as progress.
If Waylay could coax it back to life, Liza said I could have it.
It was perfect.
I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was failing a test in a class I’d forgotten to attend all semester.
“How’s it goin’, Not Tina?”
But I wasn’t very fond of the Not Tina nickname.
Somebody does you wrong, you ring their bell, and then you’re square. Simple. Quick.”
but I couldn’t help myself.
erupted into peals of laughter.
“Huh. Bummer,”
“Play some country. I miss hearing it.”
“Not Nash, you ninny. Knox.”
She’s really nice, she just doesn’t do a good job with the brushing.
I just have a lot of information that needs to be disseminated to the public.”
“Great!” I said. Waylay shot me a look that made me think I sounded a little bit desperate.
I’d never had a barber fetish before. I didn’t even know if that was a legitimate fetish.
“I don’t pout. I ponder. In a manly way.”
seeing as how she’d been avoiding me like I was the problem.
you definitely felt the cold.
Hell, a few days ago, she’d floated up to the window at Whiskey Clipper like a goddamn vision.
“Is it the bisexual part of you that wants to talk about fucking feelings all the time?”
“Or is it the ‘I come from a big, Lebanese family that knows everything about everybody’ part that I can blame?”
She looked like summer.
even from here, the peek of cleavage was enough to tie my balls in a knot.
Her message was clear. She didn’t want me here at her cozy little dinner party.
Well, I didn’t want her in my head every time I closed my fucking eyes. So I considered the score equal.
So he brought a girl flowers, and I could barely get her to say two words to me. He should know better than to challenge me like that.
I played dirty. Even when I didn’t care about winning. I just wanted Nash to lose.
and this time she was looking right fucking at me.
“You’re a STEM girl?”
“Your mom got a lot of things mixed up, kiddo,”
You be you. Don’t let someone who doesn’t like fashion tell you anything.”
This time, Naomi locked eyes with me. She didn’t smile, didn’t say “thank you” or “get me naked tonight.” But there was still something there. Something I itched to unlock simmering in those hazel eyes.
“Is there something you need? A slap across the face? An excuse to leave?” I closed the distance between us slowly. I didn’t know why I was doing it.
