Huge Erotic Collection: Too Big to Fit (Multi Short Story Bundle Book 3) by Love Lily

Author:Love, Lily [Love, Lily]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-10-24T04:00:00+00:00

The Text Message

Amber’s dress was soaked. Rain barreled down the gargantuan concrete walls of the building foundations around her as she stood at the entrance to a parking garage. Her left hand held a cell phone, dimly lit in the dusk, and the words “I think we should take a break” illuminated the screen.

Fingers, trembling against the sides of her phone, desperately gripped it and shielded it from the rain. Her hair, drenched, covered most of her face, but an expression of horror was clearly visible.

The guy she had been seeing broke up with her in a text message.

Every thought she put together was immediately halted by the stomach-churning, heart-wrenching despair that comes in such situations.

Amber arrived back at her apartment, a place of solace. The unnecessarily large pile of blankets and comforters on her bed called to her. She would sleep on it before deciding anything. Holding back tears, she wrapped herself in the warm embrace of her bedding slept until the sun came up.

The crisp blinds let the sun rays in, occasionally dancing in, around, and all about her comforter, the occasional ray landing warmly on her face as she slowly woke up. Amber decided not to call him. Not to text him. Not to give him another damn minute of her time.

A text message? Really?

She was furious, but respected herself too much to obsess over this guy who clearly didn’t have the balls to say any of this in person. Besides, she had to go to work. It was going to be a long day.

Time heals all wounds, right?

It’s hard to believe in times of tragedy, but the saying is usually right.

After a week, Amber was over him. It was time to move on. She hadn’t slept with anyone else in a while, but she sure did want to. It was Friday, and she resolved to find someone to share her bed.

Neon lights, pool cues, drifting smoke through dimly lit rooms, soft jazz in the background, the atmosphere wasn’t bad. Amber had never been to this bar before, and definitely felt like a stranger in a strange land. Brave as she was feeling, she decided to go for it. Now, how exactly does a girl pick up a guy at a bar? What’s the procedure, here? Amber had never been on this side of things, but went for it anyway. Let’s see… yeah, he’s kind of cute, I guess. Maybe. I’m not sure. Amber’s thoughts quickly judged every guy her eyes could catch a glimpse of. Sure, she was objectifying them. But that’s what she was looking for, right? I mean, if he turns out to be a swell guy and relationship material, that’s great, but not really the point of tonight. She needed to get laid. Big time.

Beard, check. Tall, check. Muscular, check. Sophisticated, well dressed, but not overly formal. He seemed to have kind eyes. It wasn’t clear why, but made her curious. Rolled up sleeves, check. Forearms? Oh god yes. He was a good catch.

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