It’s Been a Pleasure, Noni Blake by Claire Christian

Author:Claire Christian
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-01-06T18:56:58+00:00

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I’m feeling self-conscious and all kinds of hungover. Booze and vulnerability. I lie on the bed, pretending to still be asleep, which I know is dumb because Beau has seen, and touched, almost all the parts of this naked body already. I’m busting to wee. Right, Noni, don’t be a weirdo.

I pretend to wake up, blinking my eyes like Bambi, and stretch luxuriously, feigning complete comfort, and that I’m not at all thinking about how exactly to let my natural beauty shine. Act effortless. Beau is still asleep. I stand up and walk on my tiptoes to the en suite, like I’m completely oblivious to the gorgeous man waking up and watching my jiggling ass as I go. I drink directly from the tap and give myself a brain freeze. Why is the tap water here so fucking glacial? I clean my teeth with my finger, wash the leftover makeup from my face, and do what I can with the short bits of hair spiking jaggedly all over my head. All the while my insides squirm with flashbacks from the night before. Bits of conversation. The kiss. The kitchen counter. Beau saying “You’re so fucking gorgeous” as he kissed me all over. I cover my eyes with my hands and feel the fire in my cheeks.

I smile and stare at myself in the mirror. Who are you? I stare at my naked body, and although it’s not wild praise I throw upon her, I nod in admiration at her efforts and feel some kind of weird pride. Like those sequences in movies where the master is proud of their subject but they can’t let on just how much, and so they fill the space with a wry look and a dumb comment, like You did good, kid. I am totally Mr. Miyagi-ing my own body right now. Trying with all my might to not point out her flaws, or the bits she could improve. Go back to bed. Don’t let any of the things you feel on the inside be reflected on the outside. I am the very essence of faking-it-till-I-make-it right now.

When I open the bathroom door, I see that Beau is spooning Shaquille. “In bed with someone else already?” I say and Beau laughs.

I go to lean my shoulder on the wall next to the bed, crossing my legs one over the other for maximum sexiness, but my center of balance is askew and I miss the wall completely. I stumble and have to quickly take three hops forward so I don’t fall flat on my face. Look at me not being weird.

“Good morning,” Beau says looking somewhat perplexed by my morning gymnastics. Worrying about that, however, is overridden by how unbelievably hot he looks right now lying naked in the bed.

“Good morning. So, I’ve got a few things to do this morning, so I’m going to—”

He pushes Shaquille off the bed and pats it twice, indicating for me to join him again.

“What things have you got to do?”

“Just things.

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