Chapter 10

“Don’t judge, Shane. Shame on you. You know I like my dick. I won’t lie and tell you that I don’t. One-night stands are my thing. That doesn’t give you the right to judge, though.”

Of course, it didn’t. He was right. Shame on me. Clearing the air, I apologized to him for being catty.

“I went out with Aaron again, and the sex was a nightmare.”

“Even with hearty inches?”

“Yes, even with that.”

“Oh, my. You poor thing. Such a pity. I knew you should have kept him at a distance. It’s all right, though. We sometimes irrationally let our guards down.”

“It wasa pity. Everything about it and him.”

I told him all of the details I could, and he seemed to enjoy my gossip. He sucked it all in, craved my attention and stories of life.

Following my spiel, I added, “I hope things will get better for me.”

“They will, angel. Hang in there. Just don’t be depressed and sound desperate. The right guy is out there for you. You just haven’t leashed him yet.”