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“Uhhh, Cindy? Is that you?” I actually giggle at how SJ squints a little at the woman like he can’t quite believe his eyes.
I don’t blame ya, buddy. That’s a lot to take in at once. She’s done up, with a thick layer of makeup. Her teeth are so white they’re almost blinding, and did I mention the boobs?
“Of course, it’s me, silly! You don’t remember your high-school love?” she almost shrieks.
Oh, no.
I thought she looked familiar. I just looked at her picture last night in SJ’s room, but in his defense, she does look… different. That’s the nicest way I can put it.
“Uhhh, sorry. You just look different,” SJ stutters, and I actually laugh out loud because I can’t help it when he utters the same words I just mulled over in my head.
My laugh catches her attention, and her gaze cuts to me. “Who’s this?”
SJ looks back at me, a pleading and surprised look in his eyes. They seem to silently ask me to help him get out of this, which I contemplate for all of two seconds.
“My name’s Nora,” I answer for him.
He seems to have lost his voice. He clears his throat and straightens to his full height.
“What can I help you with today?” he asks as he steps in front of me, blocking me from her view and officially cutting her off from asking any more questions.
Shame. I’m here for the show. I try to peek around him, but with my leg propped up, it’s hard to move. Every inch I get, he just moves over to block me.
Butthead.
"I was just wondering if you could help me find the extension cords. I need a few.”
I peek around just far enough to see her grin like the cat that got the cream, and quickly move back so I can roll my eyes. Since the large man in front of me decided to do his best impression of a brick wall between Boobles—I mean Bubbles—and me, I’m free to do so as much as I like.
He simply points her in the right direction without offering to show her. She huffs, then sighs, and finally turns to go find the extension cords.
He turns around when she’s out of sight and mouths, What the hell just happened?
“Looks to me like you have an old girlfriend wanting to rekindle that fire,” I tease, waiting for him to bite back.
He groans, swiping his hand down his face. “Over my dead body.”
“Whose body?” Bubbles asks.
We both jump and turn to see Cindy standing at the counter again. I giggle as SJ clears his throat.
“Oh, nothing. Just a show we’ve been watching,” he covers smoothly.
She smirks, a playful look in her eyes as she leans over and places her elbows on the counter, effectively pressing her breasts even tighter and higher together. Unfortunately, SJ is no longer in the same place he stood before, so he doesn’t block my view of The Cleave-land Show here.
“Ah, I see. Well, thank you for all your help. I really appreciate it. I’m working on some reorganization projects around the house, and I needed a few of these.” She peers up at him through her lashes.
My Lord. If she lays this on any thicker, I’m gonna need a shovel to get out of here.
To SJ’s credit, he doesn’t respond and quickly rings her up, careful to avoid any eye contact at all before handing the bag to her.
“Good luck with that. Have a great day!” he says a little too enthusiastically.
She giggles and leans further onto the counter, obviously not ready to leave yet. The next part would be considered absentminded for anyone else, a nervous shifting or constant movement caused by ADHD, but with her, I know the way her ass subtly moves back and forth is meant purely for show.
She bites her lower lip before smiling. “Some of our old friends are getting together tonight at Smitty’s. You should come! Kyle and Dre will be there.”
“Kyle and Dre?” SJ asks like he’s considering Bubble’s offer.
