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This is what I’m reduced to? A stalking cousin?
I had no idea I was this badly off, but if Cami’s pushing that loser cousin on me, well, times are truly desperate.
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20
AVA
Next day at work,Pain in the Ass stops by my cube. Again.
“Morning Pia,” I say.
“Hey, Ava. How’s everything going?” she asks like we’re best friends.
As if the time she showed photos of me drunk, making out with some stranger in a club, around the office, was a totally cool thing to do.
I look up, keeping my fingers poised over my keyboard as a hint that I’m busy.
It doesn’t work.
“All’s well, Pia.”
I don’t ask how she is. One, I’m not really interested, and two, I want to focus on my work.
She shrugs while her eyes scan everything on my desk, from my notes from our latest staff meeting to my calendar, to a draft of a future column I’m working on while I get my Big O problem straightened out. I have no doubt she’d try to read whatever’s on my computer screen if only she could sneak into my cube behind me.
She’s always been nosy and intrusive, but I get the feeling she’s looking for something in particular. And it’s leaving my stomach unsettled. The woman is trouble, no two ways about it. She’s not stopping by my desk to be nice. Of that, I’m sure.
And while her visit is unwelcome, it’s also a sharp reminder that I’m on a mission, and there’s no time to lose.
“Any updates on your assignment, Ava? The one on your first orgasm?” she asks in a sweet voice.
A fake-ass sweet voice.
Why the hell does she need to know, anyway? But I’m not going to poke a bear.
I force a smile. “Working on it, Pia. In fact, when I do have my first draft, maybe you could be the first to read it.”
Over my dead body.
But they say to keep your enemies close and all that.
Again, her eyes dart between the things on my desk, and me.
A tremor runs up my spine. Does she know something she shouldn’t? Why do her prying questions sound so suspicious?
Only one way to find out.
“Pia, can I ask why you keep checking in with me on this? I mean, you’ve never been this interested in any of my other assignments before.”
The smile melts off her face at being put on the spot. “Oh, um, I just want to see… how you’re approaching the subject. It’s kind of intimate and personal and well, it will be interesting to read about your experience.”
An idea pops into my head. Fight fire with fire.
“Tell me, Pia, what was your first orgasm like?”
Her eyes widen. “Oh, um, I think I hear my phone ringing. Gotta go.”
