Filthy Love by Matilda Martel

Filthy Love by Matilda Martel

Author:Matilda Martel [Martel, Matilda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Matilda Martel
Published: 2020-04-28T16:00:00+00:00


Ten

Bella

“Hey, sweetie. Can I come in?”

I glare at Emeline through a crack in the door and the heavy whiff of banana nut muffins drifts into my nose. I’m in no mood to talk, but I’m starving, and I haven’t bought groceries in days.

“I suppose.” I unlatch the chain and hold the door open, grabbing a muffin as she passes by.

She marches into the kitchen and then pulls a juice box out of her purse. “Here you go. I had a feeling you might not have anything to drink.”

I hate being mothered by my older sister, but on this occasion, I’ll take it. Today is an odd day. I’m not used to feeling ten different emotions at once. I hardly know whether to laugh, cry, smash a window or take a shower.

While I slurp my juice through the ridiculously tiny straw, I fall into the sofa, one of the many scenes of my depravity, and sulk. Concerned and almost certainly curious, Emi rushes over and shoves a pillow under my head. “Did you have a date last night? I heard you come home late.” She brushes the messy hair off my forehead with her hand.

I nod. “I did. We had a pleasant evening, but now it’s over. And I quit my internship this morning.”

She covers her mouth, then lets her hand slide down to her chest. She’s shocked, but she doesn’t want me to know it. “Oh, dear. I thought you liked your job. What happened? Did he ask you to quit?” She moves my legs and wiggles into the couch. I know she wants to “hang” like a regular girl and since Ava is surely dead asleep or fornicating with her future husband, I might as well confess to Emi.

“No, he may not even know I’ve resigned. He spent the night.” I quickly watch her for any signs of shock, but to my surprise, she refrains from passing judgement.

“Was it nice?” She stifles a smile which I conclude is genuine curiosity.

“It was very nice. We didn’t have sex. He promised early on we wouldn’t move on to sex. But we did other stuff. HE did other stuff if you get my meaning and if you don’t, I can’t elaborate. I’m sorry.”

Her blue eyes grow twice their size. “Oh! No, I get it.” She uses rabbit ears inappropriately, but I let it slide. “But why did you quit? Didn’t you like it?”

I roll to my side and shield my face. This isn’t just humiliating, I’m not sure how long I can hold the waterworks back. Once I say it out loud, it all becomes real and I’m not sure I can handle real world heartbreak right now. This isn’t like my romance novels! Why doesn’t anyone write about how weird men can be? Why haven’t I read anything about the Jekyll and Hyde effect that takes place the morning after?

I could have used some warnings on the male mind, ladies! Sheesh.

“Last night was something out of a dream. A dirty, raunchy dream, but still technically a dream.



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