Page 40 of Blinded By The Sun
She nods. “Yeah, they have given me bathroom cleaning duties tonight.” She rolls her eyes. “I’m Reign,” she says.
“I’m King. Nice to meet you.”
She smiles. “Damn, your name is nice. I like it.”
“Thank you. It’s Kingsley because my dad thought I’d be a boy.” I roll my eyes.
She snickers. “I got teased in school a lot and after that damned CW show came on, everyone walked around like,‘long may she reign,’shit annoyed me.”
“What’s CW?” I ask.
“It’s a TV channel. Girl, where have you been?” She asks. “So, your friend, she’s interested in one of the guys you like?” She gives me an empathetic look.
I nod. “Yeah, but he doesn’t belong to me. I’m not allowed to fall,” I say honestly.
“Did he say that to you? Cause if he did, he doesn’t deserve you.” she says honestly.
I snicker. “No, he didn’t. It’s how I was raised.”
“Yeah? Well fuck that, do what you want. Life is too short. Trust me, I know all too well.” she says exasperated.
“Are you done cleaning?” I ask her.
She nods. “Hell yeah, now I’m off and can go back to my shitty life again. I need a fairy godmother.”
“Fairy godmother?” I repeat.
She looks at me, eyes wide and mouth open. “Girl, Cinderella? Have you been living under a rock?”
I shake my head. “Something like that.” I smile. “You want to drink with me? Unless you have to leave.” My smile is gone.
“One drink.” She answers, smiling. “Let me wash my damn hands. Sorry, I don’t smell all that good. I had to come in here in a fucking glittery ass dress and heels combined to fucking unclog a toilet.” She rolls her eyes.
“At least you’re not naked.” I say to her.
“What?” She asks.
I brush it off with a chuckle. “Nothing.”
