Death Wears Purple Lip Gloss by Avery Taylor Adams

Author:Avery Taylor Adams [Adams, Avery Taylor]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-10-26T23:00:00+00:00

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“Where are we going?” I ask Gizmo. She’s wearing a pink sundress that swishes around her knees. It’s hard not to stare at her bare calves as her heels click along the sidewalk. Today, her shoes make her two inches taller than me. I think about joking she grew overnight, but don’t want to still her joke.

“To a movie,” she takes my hand in hers.

“Really?” I ask. I don’t tell her but going to a movie seems mundane after our previous two dates.

“No, I’m kidnapping you into the cult I founded yesterday.”

“Oh really?” I smirk. “And what is the name of this so-called cult?”

“The Cult of the Purple Lip Gloss,” she says. “But first there’s this darling little bakery not too far from here. They make the best opera cakes. You just have to try one.”

“Opera cake?” I arch a brow. “Doesn’t sound very appetizing.”

“They’re to die for,” she steals a kiss. My lips tingle when she moves away. One kiss is never enough.

An elderly couple passes us. The woman purses her lips and clutches her purse like we might swipe it at any moment. The man turns for another look.

“Men can be such pigs,” Gizmo rolls her eyes. “Seriously, he wouldn’t have so much as twitched his nose if we were a straight couple.”

“So we’re a couple now?” I laugh. It’s a stupid question based on a vain hope, but I can’t stop the words from bubbling over my lips. Dread fills my stomach. I don’t need the ‘I’m not the committing type’ lecture again. It’ll kill my buzz for sure.

“We’re a couple of gals kissing on the middle of the sidewalk,” she pulls my hand. “Come on. Hurry up. I’m starving.”

“We just had coffee,” I yawn. “What’s the rush?”

“Coffee is not food,” she laughs.

“It’s been my breakfast of choice since I was a junior in high school.”

“Well, call it brunch then, but we’re having opera cakes.”

She pushes open the door with a sign which reads ‘Celeste’s.’ The scent of chocolate and something mysterious I can’t place fills my nostrils. Stenciled white flowers dot the light blue walls. Gizmo squeezes my hand and steals another kiss. This time, her lips linger on mine. I don’t want to pull away.

My phone vibrates in my pocket. I don’t need to check to know it’s Mom. I try to ignore it, but Gizmo frowns at me.

“Do you need to answer that?” she finally asks.

“No,” I shake my head. “It’s just my mom.”

“Maybe you should. Just to let her know you’re alive and well. So she doesn’t think I’m an ax murderer, love?”

“No, to her you’re worse than an ax murderer. You kiss girls.”

“She doesn’t know that for sure,” Gizmo laughs.

“Yeah, she does,” I take a deep breath. “I sorta told her about our date the other night. Don’t be mad.”

“Why would I be mad, love? It’s not like I’m the one who’s been living in the closet. I never hide my interests.”

“Well, she wasn’t happy about it,” I sigh.

My phone vibrates again.

Gizmo kisses me softly.

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