Dead Sexy

“Gil, are you sure you’re over David?” Mike asked.

I spent the past week crying and being angry. I was done. Time to stop wasting any more time on that man. I handed him my heart and was too stupid to notice when he had given it back in a box. He had been a coward there and left it on the doorstep without even a note.

I was okay. I really was.

“Yeah, I really think I am. I have so much other love in my life, I don’t need David.”

“Convincing yourself?” he asked.

“Not at all, it’s just that this has been coming for months, I was just too stupid to see it at the time.” I tried to be honest with myself, and really, the past four or five months of dating David had really been nothing but a series of booty calls. Yes, I was convincing myself.

“But is dating a good idea?” Mike sat on my bed, having provided wardrobe consultation services. I finished up my hair and makeup in the bathroom.

“It’s not a date-date. It’s a double date so Holly can go out with this guy. I’m being a dating accomplice,” I explained.

“Does your date know this?”

“Does my date care? C’mon Mike, Holly is setting me up with the loser friend of some guy she met online. If he’s good looking, I’d be shocked. If he doesn’t live at home with his mother or talk about anything other than video games, I will also be shocked. Actually, I have a running scorecard with Holly. I’m basically expecting two to three week’s free lunches out of her for this.”

Mike chuckled. “Ah, dating bingo. Have you set up a betting pool for how soon into the date he asks if you’ll have sex with him?”

You will not sleep with him, Gil. Peter’s voice was a deep growl.

I jumped, my eyeliner suffered from the jerk reaction.

Geez, Peter, I didn’t even know you were here.

I calmly grabbed a cotton swab to fix my makeup. I could almost catch his reflection out of the corner of my eye—but not quite. I got the sense he paced like a caged tiger. He was definitely angry.

“Loser buys margaritas next time we hit happy hour,” I answered Mike out-loud and in my head I answered, Peter, Calm down. No, I’m not going to sleep with anybody. I’m not like that.

Good, he growled.

I didn’t know what his problem was. This past week he had been so supportive, so sweet. Now, he was a snarling monster. When did you get here, how much did you hear?

Mike said you’ll have sex with some guy.

Oh c’mon Peter, not fair getting all mad when you come into a conversation that’s already happening. I am going on a date to do Holly a favor. I expect it to be horrible, yet entertaining. Are you happy now?

He harrumphed. Cranky old man ghost.

“How do I look?” I spun for Mike as I came out of the bathroom. I thought I heard Peter mumble ‘beautiful,’ but he was already gone. I went with a glamorous-goth ensemble tonight, a black lace dress and too much black make up with bright red lips.

“You look fabulous.” Mike hugged me and then headed downstairs. “Don’t do anything I would do on a first date.” He popped his head back in the door. “Seriously, Gil, you know what a slut I can be. Don’t do that.”

I laughed as I grabbed my handbag then headed out to go meet Holly and Mystery Date Man.

ISBN: 978-1948059657
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Publish Date: by Gryffin Ink
Book 1 of 4: Second Endings
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