Rich Little Poor Girl_An Interracial Second Chance Romance by C. L. Donley

Author:C. L. Donley [Donley, C. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2019-07-19T04:00:00+00:00

8

Ten Years Ago

“I remember when I first found out that my penis actually went in something.”

Cynthia died laughing as she lay next to him on the couch in his apartment. His apartment was only 900 square feet, which was slumming it for him. But it was convenient.

It had all the sparse trappings of bachelorhood. He was hella privileged, but he was still taking care of himself, with his own money, for the first time. And it was exhilarating.

They were days away from sleeping with each other and it showed. Their conversations became strange and penetrating, if not meandering.

“I was so, so happy. It was probably the equivalent of… finding out World War I was ending.”

Cynthia couldn’t catch her breath.

“When was this?” she asked when she finally recovered.

“I was probably about… eleven.”

“Wow, that’s early.”

“Is it? It would be a few years before the dream became a reality.”

“How many?”

“Not telling.”

“You should know by now I wouldn’t make fun of you.”

“I know.”

“You tell me everything else.”

“I know.”

“Speaking of discovering sex, I think I had a sort of similar moment to yours, except my reaction was the exact opposite.”

Ben covered both his hands with his face as a rare sympathy for girls washed over him.

“That must’ve sounded like a horror movie plot.”

“I didn’t believe it at all, at first.”

“Oh, Cynth.”

“And then my friend— the one who told me— got this like, encyclopedia from her parents’ room, opened it up to this diagram.”

“And there it was.”

“There it was.”

“How’d it make you feel?”

“Like… one day life as you knew it would be over. Which was true, but it wasn’t a good feeling. It was like this countdown began. How many days do I have left?”

“Of childhood,” he filled in as though he understood.

“Yeah. My first experience was… not so good. I blame the diagram.”

“I’m sure the guy deserves some of the blame.”

“For sure.”

“Imagine if you’d been told it was going to be the best experience of your life, though.”

“That happens to a lot of girls, actually.”

“When was this first experience of yours, if you don’t mind my asking?”

“Um… last year.”

He tried not to act terribly surprised. Or disappointed. A measly six months between her choosing that bastard over him.

“Last year? No shit. Boyfriend?”

“No,” she cryptically answered. “What about you?”

“My first?”

“Yeah. Was it everything you’d been dreaming?”

He groaned as he rolled over on his side, not facing her. She laughed in anticipation.

“More. One might say it was too good.”

“Oh no,” she winced in sympathy as if she was his mom. Which made him feel worse.

“That reaction is…not helping me.”

She laughed, “Was it a world record?”

“Yes. And then I cried.”

“Oh, Benji,” she said as if he were adorable. She rubbed his arm.

“I’ve never told anyone that.”

“Such a sensitive soul, you are.”

“I think you meant to say ‘sensitive ween.’”

Cynthia laughed.

“Why do you like hangin’ out with me?”

“Isn’t it obvious?”

“No.”

“We have nothing in common,” he said.

“That’s the reason?”

“And because you agreed to it. And you’re beautiful. And I like you. I can talk to you.”

His words resounded all along the insides of her like she was an instrument his words could pluck.

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