Page 55 of The Ground Beneath Our Feet
“Nothing is stupider than parkour.”
“So what was the idea?”
“I thought about getting boudoir shots done.”
Mikey perked up. “I think that’s an excellent idea.”
“You don’t think I’m too fat?”
“I think you’re beautiful. I’m not talking about your inside, which is gorgeous too. I’m talking about your body. It’s fucking hot. Men don’t like twigs. We like meat.”
“Thanks. So I’m a slab of meat now?”
“My God, woman, we’re gonna have to work on you being able to take a compliment. You look strong to me, and you look lush. I’d fuck you. That shock you?”
I nodded.
“Good little girl like you doesn’t think about it?”
“Good little girl wants to fuck her roommate right back.”
He stared at me. His lips parted and his jaw went slack. Those dimples disappeared. A smile played at the edge of his mouth, like he wasn’t sure if I was serious or not, or whether to believe me or not. He shook his head slightly.
“You said to be honest,” I said.
He let out a snort, and then a groan. “God. You’re gonna kill me. For real, you’re gonna kill me.”
