Love was stupid. Love was a delusion of deranged people, used to excuse the most heinous behaviors. Besides even if love did exist, Lee would never love someone as silly and plain as I was. I was a blank slate. My only flair was my hips. "Ignore the mess, it's just where we hide the bodies." Chelle's eyes danced with wit. To her, her home wasn't a can of sewage spoiling in the sun, it was normal. She was comfortable. Lee chuckled and Chelle emerged from her cocoon gleaming. "What do you like to do for fun?" Lee's hand stroked the curve of my side, his fingers dipped into the waist of my pants. 'Sex,' his body stated but his lips said, "Read mostly." Lee's eyes caressed my face, neck, and traveled down to my pelvis. What exactly did he mean by that? Was I an open book to him? We still hadn't talked about Senecca, about the rumors. "What do you like to read?" Even as I asked, Chelle's eyes narrowed...
Do your best, take it day by day.