Ajyah

“We stare at each other for another beat, and I imagine the next words out of his mouth… Would it be okay if I called you sometime? Can I take you out on Saturday night? Can we make passionate love tonight? Are you down for that? But he doesn’t say any of that. He doesn’t even ask me my name. He simply raises one hand and says, “Well, good night then.” And then he walks away. What. The. Hell?”
― Freida McFadden, The Boyfriend

“For a split second, I get excited that maybe Mystery Man tracked down my phone number and is calling to ask me out on a date.”
― Freida McFadden, The Boyfriend

“I sense, however, that Daisy would not be interested in trivia about the delicate veins and arteries in her neck. So instead, I reach out and take her hand in mine. She looks very pleased by this turn of events. Much more so, I suspect, than if I sliced through her jugular with a knife.”
― Freida McFadden, The Boyfriend

“But I’m sure it’s fine. After all, he rescued me.”
― Freida McFadden, The Boyfriend