gotten mad about that.”
ReNasty: “Yeah, maybe ‘anybody’ would, but not you . Do you remember that time you video chatted with me during that crazy ass date you had a few years ago? You snuck your phone onto the table with me on the line because this guy was dumping you because you wouldn’t screw him again because the first time was a disaster. He was going through this long list of everything that was wrong with you, you were too introverted, but you talked too much. You didn’t dress sexy enough, but he didn’t like the way other men looked at you when you were out. Your boobs were too perky, ass wasn’t small enough, and I believe he said your hazel eyes were demonic. This guy was railing on you. Then, his drunk ass wife comes stumbling into the restaurant, and threw up all over you, and it was pure chaos after that. You remember that, right?”
Of course I remembered. I had to file a restraining order against that fool and his wife, but that ordeal had been a good source of laughs.
T.K.Oh: “Yeah.”
ReNasty: “And do you remember your response, Tori? You laughed at that! You sat there and let that man pick you apart because it was comedy to you, but Avery makes some — admittedly rude— comments about your business and stuff, and were ready to hire somebody to bring you his head! ”
T.K.Oh: “No, let’s be clear. It was funny to me that he was saying that crap because he wasn’t a catch himself. I didn’t even like him, and I wasn’t planning to see him again after that night anyway . Avery was different. He and I had this surreal connection, and it… damn. Okay. I’m making your point right now, aren’t I?”
ReNasty: “Yeah, you are.”
I eyed my empty bowl with contempt before shoving it onto my bedside table. I really, really wished Renee hadn’t pointed that out. It was just another complication for me to navigate.
T.K.Oh: “Well, claps for you. I’ll admit I was feeling him a little before he went all Incredible Hulk, but it doesn’t matter. The only thing that matters is that I promised Des I would help him, so I’m going to deliver on that.”
ReNasty: “I understand keeping your obligation, and I admire that about you. I would just hate for you to involve yourself in another situation that doesn’t feel right, and ends up out of control.”
T.K.Oh: “Like Rafael.”
ReNasty: “Precisely.”
ReNasty: “And by the way, kiss my ass for hiding that from me. I mean, I get it, it was his secret you were protecting too, but still.”
T.K.Oh: “I know, I know.”
ReNasty: “I still luv you though.”
T.K.Oh: “You’d better! You and Des are all I have besides my family.”
ReNasty: “I’ve been with you for the last ten years, I ain’t goin’ nowhere girl!”
T.K.Oh: “I know. And don’t worry about this ending up like Rafael, because Avery will never know we’re a match. I politely skipped over myself, and contacted the next women on the list.”
ReNasty: “And how are you going to handle seeing him date other women?”
What kind of question was that?
T.K.Oh: “Just like I handle being alone with any of my other clients. I’ll talk to him, coach him, and counsel him, like anyone else. We actually have a shopping outing this weekend.”
ReNasty: “Eek! He’s one of those ?”
T.K.Oh: “Yep. I wish I hadn’t told him I would do it, but that was before I knew about the… complication. I would have Mel do it, but…. oh hell, I’ll be honest. She’s too freaking pretty, and I didn’t like her flirting with him. My sister? Hell no.”
ReNasty: “So you’re really gonna refer to your crazy high compatibility as a “complication”?”
T.K.Oh: “Stay focused on the things that matter, Renee.”
ReNasty: “Like you being jealous of seeing him flirt with your sister, who is just a natural flirt, but you claim you’re going to be able to handle sending him on dates. Okay, we can talk about that.”
T.K.Oh: “Would you look at the time?
ReNasty: “Yeah, maybe ‘anybody’ would, but not you . Do you remember that time you video chatted with me during that crazy ass date you had a few years ago? You snuck your phone onto the table with me on the line because this guy was dumping you because you wouldn’t screw him again because the first time was a disaster. He was going through this long list of everything that was wrong with you, you were too introverted, but you talked too much. You didn’t dress sexy enough, but he didn’t like the way other men looked at you when you were out. Your boobs were too perky, ass wasn’t small enough, and I believe he said your hazel eyes were demonic. This guy was railing on you. Then, his drunk ass wife comes stumbling into the restaurant, and threw up all over you, and it was pure chaos after that. You remember that, right?”
Of course I remembered. I had to file a restraining order against that fool and his wife, but that ordeal had been a good source of laughs.
T.K.Oh: “Yeah.”
ReNasty: “And do you remember your response, Tori? You laughed at that! You sat there and let that man pick you apart because it was comedy to you, but Avery makes some — admittedly rude— comments about your business and stuff, and were ready to hire somebody to bring you his head! ”
T.K.Oh: “No, let’s be clear. It was funny to me that he was saying that crap because he wasn’t a catch himself. I didn’t even like him, and I wasn’t planning to see him again after that night anyway . Avery was different. He and I had this surreal connection, and it… damn. Okay. I’m making your point right now, aren’t I?”
ReNasty: “Yeah, you are.”
I eyed my empty bowl with contempt before shoving it onto my bedside table. I really, really wished Renee hadn’t pointed that out. It was just another complication for me to navigate.
T.K.Oh: “Well, claps for you. I’ll admit I was feeling him a little before he went all Incredible Hulk, but it doesn’t matter. The only thing that matters is that I promised Des I would help him, so I’m going to deliver on that.”
ReNasty: “I understand keeping your obligation, and I admire that about you. I would just hate for you to involve yourself in another situation that doesn’t feel right, and ends up out of control.”
T.K.Oh: “Like Rafael.”
ReNasty: “Precisely.”
ReNasty: “And by the way, kiss my ass for hiding that from me. I mean, I get it, it was his secret you were protecting too, but still.”
T.K.Oh: “I know, I know.”
ReNasty: “I still luv you though.”
T.K.Oh: “You’d better! You and Des are all I have besides my family.”
ReNasty: “I’ve been with you for the last ten years, I ain’t goin’ nowhere girl!”
T.K.Oh: “I know. And don’t worry about this ending up like Rafael, because Avery will never know we’re a match. I politely skipped over myself, and contacted the next women on the list.”
ReNasty: “And how are you going to handle seeing him date other women?”
What kind of question was that?
T.K.Oh: “Just like I handle being alone with any of my other clients. I’ll talk to him, coach him, and counsel him, like anyone else. We actually have a shopping outing this weekend.”
ReNasty: “Eek! He’s one of those ?”
T.K.Oh: “Yep. I wish I hadn’t told him I would do it, but that was before I knew about the… complication. I would have Mel do it, but…. oh hell, I’ll be honest. She’s too freaking pretty, and I didn’t like her flirting with him. My sister? Hell no.”
ReNasty: “So you’re really gonna refer to your crazy high compatibility as a “complication”?”
T.K.Oh: “Stay focused on the things that matter, Renee.”
ReNasty: “Like you being jealous of seeing him flirt with your sister, who is just a natural flirt, but you claim you’re going to be able to handle sending him on dates. Okay, we can talk about that.”
T.K.Oh: “Would you look at the time?
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