Mr. Big Ego (Dirty South Book 3) by Kat Addams

Author:Kat Addams [Addams, Kat]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romantic comedy
Publisher: Kat Addams
Published: 2020-02-20T16:00:00+00:00

Victor had been texting me nonstop throughout the week. Surprisingly, he hadn’t even asked how his circus was coming along. But he had asked about the sex club, and he’d told me that he was shopping for new masks—matching ones.

I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. The second I stepped back into that club, I would be triggered like crazy. I could still see my ex and my ex-best friend canoodling on that couch. No matter how hard I had worked to erase that memory, I couldn’t. I hoped never to have a memory like that forced upon me again.

I came home from work, slipped into a comfy pair of yoga pants, and immediately began cleaning. Because I had been out of my home all week, busy with Victor’s event, I couldn’t even take the time to make my place presentable for him. There would be no razzle-dazzling going on in my drab place. I certainly didn’t have the granite countertops or the hardwoods and chandeliers. I had boob light fixtures—circa the seventies—carpet that needed to be replaced six years ago, and the smell … as much as I tried to cover it up, was just shit—bird shit. My apartment was the only place I had lived in since my divorce, and I had been too busy building my career to care much about it.

I checked my calendar, counting down the days until Christmas. Right after the New Year was when I wanted to purchase a home and be out of here. Sixteen days. That was all I had to meet my goal. I hoped Victor would give us all bigger bonuses if we knocked this out of the ballpark.

I tidied my bedroom and put fresh linens on my bed before I lay down for the night. The drama of tomorrow’s sex club date had me on edge.

What if I see my ex there? What if someone recognizes me?

I closed my eyes and tried to sleep, awakening to the chorus of chirping and dirty birdy chatter next door. I heard a woman this time—but not just any woman. There was no mistaking that snotty voice even if she was two octaves higher than usual.

Sara started barking out commands, “You listen here, man-whore! I said, I like it rough. What are you, some kind of pussy? Time to toughen up.”

I heard a yelp and a slap, and then the parrot repeated her almost word for word. I put my hand over my mouth to both stifle my giggles and to keep myself from puking.

“I want you to give it to me dirty! Now! I shit turds harder than you!” she yelled.

My mouth dropped open.

Holy shit.

“Squawk! Shit turds. Squawk!” the parrot chirped.

I pressed record on my phone and quietly pushed it up against the wall. She could pull out any scandalous pictures of me she could find, but I would, in turn, pull out her shitty dirty talk. I giggled as she ordered my poor neighbor around. He was unusually silent during this shitshow.

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