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“Uh, one sec,” I say and call out, “Aiden?”
No answer.
“One sec,” I repeat and run through the apartment calling him. He doesn’t answer.
I rap on his door. Nothing.
I open it. He’s not here. I look out the window to the terrace. Nobody.
“$42.50,” the pizza guy calls out. “I gotta go, miss.”
I glance at the counter to see if those three hundred-dollar bills are still, by some chance, sitting there.
The counter top is empty.
Of cours
e. FML. That jerk bloody well stuck me with the pizza bill!
I rush to my room and zip back out with my bag. I pull out three twenties, tip him five dollars and fifty cents, and then after I close the door, I seethe.
Sonofabitch!
I’m pretty-well broke now. Forty-three bucks and a maxed-out credit card to my name. Well, I’ve got forty-three bucks, an extra-large pizza, five eggs, some granola and apples and two boxes of crackers to last me a week and a half.
Sonofabitch.
I need friends. I need to rant. I need to stuff my face. And get drunk. And dance. And rant.
And maybe all of the above.
I grab my phone and text Ally.
“Had dinner yet?”
She replies immediately.
“What’cha got?”
“Pizza.”
“I can do second dinner.”
“Be right down.”
I slip on my flipflops and tuck my phone and keys into the pocket of my sweatshirt dress and then head out to the hallway with the pizza and take the stairs.
12
AIDEN
I’ve gotta fuckin’ tap that. And soon.
That morning, I had visions of that curly hair, those full lips when I fucked my pocket pussy in the shower. I tried to shake the image of her off before busting a nut, but it was her tits I imagined blowin’ my load on, instead of my shower wall.
She struts around that apartment and around my office, hatin’ on me, and like she’s got no idea how fuckin’ hard she’s makin’ every guy in the place. Those full lips. That ass. That rack. The way she flips her hair. The way she says my name with all that sass.
Usually, my morning fap session is enough to get me through the day, and I typically picture tits, ass, pussy, but never faces. Never hair. No one specific. I prefer it that way. Faceless. This chick is gettin’ my motor runnin’. Gotta tap it soon so I can get it outta my system.
