Camera Chemistry (Love Through a Lens, #0.5)

by Chelsea Curto

“I’m out past eight p.m. This shit sucks. I want my bed.”

“Imagine if you died while using a vibrator,” he says. “How would you explain it to your family and friends? Would you want some fake cause of death listed in your obituary? Or the truth?” I consider the question over my last bite of food. “The truth, because what a way to go. The headline could read: ‘She died while doing what she loved most… taking care of herself.’” “‘Woman accomplishes what no man is capable of: a mind-blowing orgasm,’” Lace adds. “‘She was a vibrant woman.’” “‘She came, and she went.’”

“The dating apps aren’t all terrible,” Lacey counters. A strong rebuttal is turning the wheels in her head. “I’ve used them and had outstanding success.” “Yes, to sit on someone’s face. Not to actually get to know them,” Jer tosses back.