Page 27 of Drive Me Wild
“But what if it’s true?”
“Well, if it is true, and I’m not saying it is, the only way to get good at something is to practice.”
“But I’m afraid to date someone to find out it’s true.”
“What did Jason say when you dated him?”
“Ugh.” My hot breath made steam in the air.
“What?”
“I never had sex with him.”
“What? But he proposed!”
“He proposed because I told him I was waiting until I was married to have sex.”
“So you’ve only had sex with one guy, and he convinced you that you suck in bed.”
“That sums it up.”
“We need to find you a sex-pert.”
Monday morning is here, and I don’t want to go into town. I’ve been thinking about my sex problem all weekend, which has distracted me from making any plans for transitioning out of my business.
But I head to The Daily Dose to do work anyway and then drop by the bookstore to see Mabel.
“Good to see you again, Zoe.” She ushers me into the store and makes me a cup of coffee. “Been keeping busy settling in at the chief’s place?”
“That and trying to figure out what to do about my business.”
“What do you do?”
“I make digital downloads for teachers to use in the classroom. I also have ebooks and tutorials for parents to help with homework and things like that.”
“And you sell this all online?”
“Yup.”
“It’s a very different world than the one I grew up in.”
“That’s actually one reason why my business works. Because parents and teachers don’t know how to navigate the digital world in the same way their kids do. My products help them. Or, they did help.”
“What do you mean, did?”
“Things have taken a turn, Mabel. And to be honest, I don’t want to fix it. I’m putting together a proposal to approach my competitors with a sale offer. See if any of them bite.”
“What will you do once you sell?”
I look around me at all the shelves of books, their crisp bindings and pages of text begging to be cracked open and read.
“I love books. I love how they smell and the weight in my hand when I’m holding one. The promise of an adventure on every page. I was thinking maybe I’d go to college to become a librarian.”
“Why not buy a bookstore instead?”
Her eyes twinkle, and she has a devilish grin tugging at the corners of her mouth.
“I don’t think—”
