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“You know that I’m a supporter of thesize don’t matterstatement, but it doesn’t hurt to know if he has good equipment.”
“Ay, vamos, have you seen Bree’s size compared to Stanley’s? Even if he had a small dick, his fingers are long enough to please her,” Karma tells Ash as if I wasn’t listening to them.
Before they start going crazy, my mouth opens. “It’snotsmall.”
They stare at me, speechless.
I can barely process that I said it, but it was an impulse. I blurted the words without thinking about them. However, I don’t mind at all that they stopped commenting about us. It sure helps me gain the confidence to talk about the topic.
“I’m sorry, what was that?” Karma insists, a grin forming on her lips.
I allow a sigh to escape from me.
“Hisequipment,” I specify, switching my gaze from Karma to Ash. “It’s not small at all.” Shrugging, I wink at them as I turn on my heels and focus on the pieces of clothing.
“You lucky bitch!” Karma exclaims, breaking the silence that was installed after my swift comment. “In what universe you can find a guy who’s tall, handsome, likes to read, is a complete gentleman,andhas a good dick? It’s not fair.”
The laughter dies in my throat when an employee from the store stops dry when she hears Karma. For a second, she’s frozen in place until her gaze falls on me.
“You know, I’ve heard a lot of things in this store, but that,” she lets out and whistles under her breath. “Your friend is right. It’s truly unfair that the rest of us commoners don’t get combos like that. Now, what’s the occasion? Anniversary, birthday, casual surprise, looking to spike the relationship?”
“More like an initial seduction,” Ash responds, intertwining her arm with the employee, walking through the store. “You see, she has been dating this guy for a month—”
“That’s a lie. It’s only been a week,” I try to intervene, but Ash ignores me and raises a hand as if she was telling me to shut up.
“—but the guy is a complete gentleman and doesn’t want to touch her.”
“That’s not true,” I say, turning around completely, irritated by my best friend.
The employee gets a good look at the side of my face that has the bruise. It’s greener, showing that’s healing, but she gasps loudly, getting rid of Ash’s arm. I can see her mind jumping to conclusions.
“It’s not what it looks like!” I protest before she goes away. “I got mugged last week. Trust me. I wouldn’t be buying lingerie for an abuser. I’d be getting a restraint order.”
She looks uncertain, hesitating if she should continue offering her help. As we keep talking, she relaxes and gives us good client service. I give her extra points for having strong ideals, and that she made sure to know that I’m not running off with an abuser.
After I decide on two pieces of black and purple lace, I take a photo of the bag and send it to Stanley. He replies instantly.
Stan: what’s that?
Stan: wait, I just googled it.
Stan: fuuuuuuuuuck
Stan: can I get a peek?
Me: Nope
Stan: You’re evil, Bree
Me: I learned from you, babe
Stan: Babe, huh? I like it. I’m counting the minutes, Miss Pierce.
So am I, Stan.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Iarrive at Bree’s apartment five minutes early because I’m impatient. Usually, I can wait longer than this. Patience is a virtue, but ever since I saw the photo of the bag from the lingerie store, my mind has been spinning like a carousel, turning me into a man who doesn’t know the concept of time. Anxiously, I press the doorbell with a finger and mentally count to keep my brain occupied.
