To get to him, I need to use her.
I’ll play her like a violin and have her falling in love with me before
she even knows what’s happening.
It will be easy. I’ve done it before and I’ll do it again.
She’s just a girl.
A tool to get what I want.
When I’m done with her I won’t think twice about walking away.
At least, that was what I thought.
Until I met her.
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“I’m sure it
was a terribly dull afternoon.”
“It was. And
you?”
“Class.”
“Which ones?” I
have her schedule memorized, but I don’t know much about the content. What she
actually does.
“Well, I had
drawing, which I hate. I signed up for it because I figured you can’t
understand art until you know how to create it, so there you are. We had a nude
model.”
“Male or
female?” I can’t stop myself from asking.
She giggles,
and it’s a sound I haven’t heard before. Adorable. Flirtatious. Young.
“Why do you
want to know? Would it make you jealous to know that I was drawing a naked
man?” No. Yes. No. Definitely not. She’s an assignment, nothing more. Jealousy
isn’t part of the equation. But I can play it up for her.
“Maybe. Seeing
as how last night I was the one with my cock inside you.” I take another sip of
beer as I wait for her response.
“Well, I wanted
to see if you were a man of your word. Nothing more than that. By the way, it
was a female model.”
“You didn’t
want me? Well, you should have said so.”
That makes her
laugh.
“I can’t deny I
enjoyed it. My dress, however, did not. It’s quite shredded and I don’t know
how I’m ever going to explain how it got that way.”
“I’ll buy you a
new one. It is my fault it’s ruined.”
Chelsea M. Cameron is a YA/NA New York Times/USA Today Best Selling
author from Maine. Lover of things random and ridiculous, Jane Austen/Charlotte
and Emily Bronte Fangirl, red velvet cake enthusiast, obsessive tea drinker,
vegetarian, former cheerleader and world's worst video gamer. When not writing,
she enjoys watching infomercials, singing in the car and tweeting (this one
time, she was tweeted by Neil Gaiman). She has a degree in journalism from the
University of Maine, Orono that she promptly abandoned to write about the
people in her own head. More often than not, these people turn out to be just
as weird as she is.
Website: http://www.chelseamcameron.com/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/chel_c_cam
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