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“Well, good thing I like dick way too much to give it up.”
“Speaking of, whose the latest and greatest?” she asks me with the raise of a curious brow.
I throw myself on her bed and sprawl an arm over my face. “I think I’m ugly or disgusting or maybe both. The only thing I seem to be able to do lately is make guys disappear. Seriously, Shar, I haven’t had a single guy ask me out for two months. Two months!” I repeat, because I need her to understand the seriousness of my predicament.
“Two months isn’t that long.” She shakes her head and laughs at me.
“Yes, it is. I haven’t had sex for two months. I mean, I almost did. There was this one guy I met on campus. I took him to the side of the building and I came on to him. We were in the middle of heavy petting when his phone rangand he bloody answered it.”
“Okay… then what happened?”
“He ran. Literally looked at me like he’d seen a ghost and ran like his life depended on it,” I tell her with wide eyes.
“That did not happen.” She laughs again.
“I shit you not,it did.”
“Really? Okay, that’s… weird,” she says.
“Told you! I’ve been hexed or cursed or worse.”
“What’s worse than being cursed?” Shar counters.
“Not having an orgasm for two months, that’s what.”
“You do know you can make yourself orgasm. There are toys for that.”
“It’s not the same. I want the real thing. Which is exactly what we are going to find tonight.”
“We are?”
“Yep. Let’s go. Night’s young and I want first pick of the litter,” I tell her before walking out of her bedroom and heading back to her living room.
* * *
An hour later,we’re sitting at a table in a crammed college bar. “How about that one?” Shar points to a tall blonde guy who looks like he’s had one too many doses of roids.
“Nope.” I shake my head. I scan the room. There has to be someone here, someone I can disappear into the bathrooms with and end this dry spell. Then I find my target. A guy standing at the bar by himself. Our eyes lock. “Don’t leave. I’ll be right back,” I tell Shar.
“No worries, I’ll just sit here,” she says.
I make my way over to the bar, putting extra sway in my hips as I go. The dark-haired stranger doesn’t look away. I’ve not seen him around here before, and I can’t help but wonder if he’s a recent transfer. Truthfully, I don’t care. About who he is, where he’s from, or what he wants—as long as he breaks the curse.
“Whiskey and Coke,” I tell him.
“Excuse me?” he asks.
“You were going to ask me what I was having, then you were going to buy me a drink before making a little small talk, all in the hopes of taking me home and fucking me for as long as you could manage. Which, by the way, if it’s only two minutes, save us both the disappointment and tell me now.” I shrug.
The guy stares at me for a moment, his eyes widened in shock, then he turns to the barman and orders us each a drink. “Actually, I would have started with:Hi,I’m Zander,” he says once he’s regained his composure.
“Zander, cute name.” I sit on the bar stool next to him.
“And you are?”
“Lucy.”
“I Love Lucy. I like it.” He winks.
