MAYI had to be crazy. I should have nipped this in the bud before it blossomed. Now, it was a little too late. We could tell ourselves it was just a kiss that got out of hand. But I knew it was more than that. My opinion about Edmond had changed since that movie night and the wet dreams were just the start of this rendezvous of madness. It killed me a little to see that look on his face when he pulled away from me. It was almost as if he regretted it. The silence between us stretched for the longest time until Edmond’s phone beeped. As if trying to escape the loop of painful awkwardness, Edmond reached for the phone and looked at it.“It is from Snuggle,” Edmond filled me in.I nodded, knowing he was only trying his best to make us forget the kiss. I wish I could. But if that was what was needed for the tension in the air to subside, then so be it.“Let me guess, no reward?”“They offered me an opportunity to answer a question I had no answer too. I guess I have the answer now.”The
EDMOND“Do I still love my ex?” I repeated. Where was this coming from? She looked visibly upset. I looked around, wondering what could have fire-started it. She had mentioned Snuggle incoherently before bringing up Lucille. So I imagined it was some task she was given. If it disturbed her that much, I was going to answer it. “Lucille has basically moved on and practically hates me. Do I still feel something for her? Yes. A part of me will always feel something for Lucille but I am content. I am okay with her moving on. I might not be there yet. But I will be.”“Are you sure?” May asked me. She meant it too. “Because if you still love this Lucille, we have to tell the app now.”“Why?” I quizzed, taking a step closer. I noticed May mirrored me and took me one step back, as if cautious of me.May stormed to the table and picked up her device. She took a moment to unlock it before shoving it in my face. “Look at this,” She urged and I obeyed because she seemed agitated. I was staring at
MAYSpontaneous. If Edmond’s intention had been to shock me, he did a terrific job. His hands were callous. They made every graze his fingers made on my body real. His mouth tasted like shellfish. In retrospect, that wasn’t supposed to be romantic in any light. But Edmond’s mouth could taste like onions and they would still taste like heaven. That would be scary to admit but I was lost in the moment. I liked how his lips felt against mine. I liked how our tongues fought for dominance. Edmond’s touch got slower and more determined, sending shivers down my spine. I liked it. My nipples perked up when Edmond’s fingers untucked my shirt and fondled my bare skin. It was filthy but I liked it. Moans escaped my mouth as his fingers wandered up my spine and found the hook of my bra.“That is naughty,” I mumbled, refusing to let go of his mouth.Edmond chuckled and let go of my mouth. I had to have been the neediest kisser because it took a lot to not moan out of frustration. “I can be naughty
MAYI instinctively pulled the covers of the bed to cover my face when the harsh rays of the sun hit it. The ease at which the covers moved told me something was odd. I peeled back the covers and looked to my side. Edmond was gone. I turned to my other side and searched the drawer that stood there with my eyes. My phone wasn’t there. My memories were still hazy. A potent afterglow of the sex. But I remembered leaving it in Edmond’s workspace. Begrudgingly, I rolled off the bed and slipped into a pair of flops that weren't mine. Edmond’s feet were huge because it felt like I had stepped right into bigfoot’s footprints. I had almost made it to the door when I glanced at my reflection in the mirror. I was naked. Knowing that the butler or cleaners could be downstairs, I decided to put on something. One of Edmond’s white shirts was the first thing to catch my eye. It was big and big was good. I slipped into it before heading for Edmond’s study room.I had barely made it down the stairs wh
EDMONDThere was something different in the air. My cooking felt a million times better and I was practically frolicking all the way to my car all while ignoring the fact that I was running late and my personal assistant had called me a million times. I suspected it had something to do with the project party she had goaded me into throwing.As I settled into the driver's seat of my black Mercedes, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement for the day ahead. I could feel it in my bones. Today was going to be perfect and without any hitches. With a quick turn of the ignition, the powerful engine roared to life, and I pulled out of the gated mansion and into the open road. The morning sun continued to peek over the horizon, casting a warm glow over the city. It had been so long since I had found the metropolis a beautiful place. But it was when you weren't so busy. This was a city of glass and light. The skyscrapers towered above the streets, shimmering in the sunlight, their glass
MAYWith a new determination and a stuffed stomach, I surfed the internet to find out the best way to enter the fashion industry considering I never majored in fashion. My search led me to find a program called Queendom. It was a coming-of-age site that seemed to focus on fashion internships. It seemed like the safest manner to launch myself into the fashion industry. The reviews I looked up about the program seemed genuine. There were not a lot of success stories and many bitched about how competitive it was for a mere internship program that paid stipends. That only proved how real the program was. It urged me to sign up. I hit the keywords into my phone and browsed through their website.I could feel my nerves getting the best of me as I continued to scroll through the website. The home page was filled with girls too good to be true. Their smile was perfect. They all wore lipstick that contrasted with their pearly white teeth. A lot of people would argue that it was photo-shopped b
EDMOND“Congratulations,” I read aloud. “Your devotion to making this work and for your hard work, Snuggle is happy to inform you that your family has unlocked the trials and tribulations privilege.”The app did not even make an attempt to hide the insidious meaning that came with that horrible title. My mind raced for a minute. I had questions. Like, What did that even mean? What predicament was the app going to throw us into this time around? The box of troubles vibrated in my head and I dared to look. It was another pop-up from Snuggle. Do you wish to speak to a representative? I hit the accept button and put the phone close to my ear.“Hello,” I breathed, picking up Ronald’s business card with my free hand.“It is wonderful to hear from you again Mr. Edmond, I am Cupid, your love manager. How can Snuggle help you today?” The vaguely familiar voice replied on the other end.“What the hell is a trial and tribulations privilege feature?”“Do not let the name frighten you. The purpose
EDMONDMy personal assistant picked the worst time to waltz in. I was on the verge of a mental breakdown. I hated this. I hated feeling powerless and what hit harder was the fact that it happened to concern my carefully calculated relationship with my family; especially my father.She noticed it because I could not even bother to hide the inferno raging inside of me. “Edmond, are you alright?”“Do I look alright?” I flared. An action I regretted almost immediately. But I could not take it back. I brushed my troubled hair backward with my fingers and took in a deep breath. “I am sorry. I didn’t mean to snap at you. I am just dealing with stuff.”“If you don’t mind me prying, Edmond, is it that bad?”I dropped Ronald’s business card back on my desk and looked at her. She was worried for me. I felt the same way too. I could not continuously lose my cool pending the time that the Snuggle app still had us wrapped around its little fingers. It was bad for business in all aspects. “We all ha