Narcissist Seeks Narcissist
“Naomi tapped her chewed up fingernail against the lounge’s darkened window. “That’s Szuszu! That’s her!”
Erin shielded her eyes against the glare from the streetlights and looked through the glass. When she turned her gaze back to Naomi, she looked like her eyes were about to pop out of her head. “That’s her?”
Digging through her big-ass purse, Naomi found the magazine she’d had in her possession for nearly as long as she could remember. She flipped through the weathered pages until she arrived at the spread that had put her to bed -- if not to sleep -- as she discovered her sexual self.
There was nobody nearby except the doorman, so Naomi held up the magazine for Erin to get a better look. Szuszu was nearly naked in most of the pictures, and fully naked in all the rest, but the face was definitely the same. The woman in the lounge was the woman in the magazine.
“I can’t believe a huge model would resort to taking out a personal ad.”
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