Page 37 of Bona Fide

I want to be out of this fucked-up contract that I signed.

I want to disappear into nothing for a little while.

“How good was he?” Andy asks me as I pull up Chase’s newest text.

“Wouldn’t have kept going if he sucked.”

“There was more than once?” His tone is more like a shrill as I peer back up at him wearing broadened eyes.

“Yeah.” I shrug. I mean...how can a girl say no to good dick? Just didn’t know that said cock had a marital status.

Chase: Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.

Chase: Which means sucking dick.

Me: Already did.

Chase: Seriously…

Me: LOL.

Chase: So you are saving yourself for me?

Me: You need help.

Chase: I do.

“What are you going to do?” Andy asks.

I flick my attention back onto him, trying to feel as confident as my next comment. "I disappear."

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