Lost in Him by Harloe Rae

Author:Harloe Rae [Rae, Harloe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Crooked Tree Press
Published: 2022-06-25T04:00:00+00:00

Lydia blindly stabs at her lunch with a fork. Her gaze is glued on me, and has been since we were seated thirty minutes ago. I can practically feel the questions burning on her tongue. Just as she’s about to take the bite of pasta into her mouth, the floodgates burst open.

“So, has Mr. Surly Silence slipped you the dick yet?”

I shouldn’t have taken a sip of my iced tea. She probably planned the attack accordingly. Laughter bubbles while I try to keep my mouth shut. It’s a valiant effort, but liquid dribbles from my pinched lips. An entire stream soon follows.

“Classy.” She has the gall to call me out while openly chewing her food.

I scoff and begin sopping up my mess. “Hypocrite.”

“Whoa,” she spews. “Low blow, newbie. Not to mention totally false.”

“Is it, though?”

“Yes, prissy pants. I already told you that Hacken doesn’t raise classy bitches. That’s exactly how I spotted you so fast across the bar. Your lifted pinky might as well be a beaming spotlight in these parts.”

“Hey! I take offense to that.” Mostly the prissy pants part. Her pinky comment is accurate. My fingers curl into chastised fists. “It’s a habit that’s tough to break. Besides, it keeps the bones straight. Do you want gnarled knuckles when you’re older?”

Lydia blinks at me. “Are those the lies they teach you in finishing school?”

“I didn’t go to finishing school,” I mutter. Only because I had private tutors for those lessons. That admission certainly won’t help my case, though.

“And my broke ass lives in a castle fit for a queen.” Then she gives me a penetrating once-over that I feel in my soul. “I singled you out for a reason. You stood out like a polished turd in a pile of moldy crap. Smelling the same old shit gets old.”

I gag at the visual. “Thank you?”

She points at me with her fork. “Although, you’re not overly polished either. I appreciate that about you. Very humble.”

My parents would be outraged by her observation. Me? I smile in gracious delight. “That’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.”

Lydia rolls her eyes in a dramatic fashion. “You should probably get out more.”

“What do you think I’m trying to do?” I gesture at our surroundings. We’re occupying one of the five tables. It makes no difference that the other four are empty.

“The patio at Timbered Tavern doesn’t count.”

“Does for me,” I grumble. “This bar is my main food source.”

She cringes. “That’s nothing to brag about. Also, you should be concerned for your health.”

“It’s hard to screw up a salad.” I gesture to my empty bowl.

“The fact you refuse to try anything else on the menu is very telling.”

“Whatever. I like it here. We’re having fun.” I tip my face to the sky, taking in the sunny rays.

Lydia spears more noodles. “You and I have very different definitions of fun.”

“Compared to what I’m used to, this is paradise.”

Her chewing slows as she digests that nugget. “How’s that possible?”

“You wouldn’t understand.” Not many can, other than girls trapped in privileged oppression.

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