The Dirty Anthology
“The surprise in her tone rubs me the wrong way. I resolve to gift her things as often as possible from now on. So that she’ll never again be surprised that I got her something.
When I straighten, Lexi is there, behind me, standing in front of the couch. She looks all excited, nervous—delicious in every way that counts.
I sit on the couch, holding the purple bag.
It’s her favorite color. Always has been.
Wonder if she picks up on the fact that I still remember that, too.
“Com...e here.” I watch hungrily as she slowly eases down onto the couch next to me. “It isn’t anything huge, or crazy. It’s something small, actually. I wanted to get you something I knew you would like—”
She cuts off my rambling. “Andrew. Give it to me.” Lexi smirks at me and holds out her hand.
It’s a sad, sad fact that while I stare at her outstretched hand, the gift bag is the very last thing I want to give her.MoreLess
When I straighten, Lexi is there, behind me, standing in front of the couch. She looks all excited, nervous—delicious in every way that counts.
I sit on the couch, holding the purple bag.
It’s her favorite color. Always has been.
Wonder if she picks up on the fact that I still remember that, too.
“Com...e here.” I watch hungrily as she slowly eases down onto the couch next to me. “It isn’t anything huge, or crazy. It’s something small, actually. I wanted to get you something I knew you would like—”
She cuts off my rambling. “Andrew. Give it to me.” Lexi smirks at me and holds out her hand.
It’s a sad, sad fact that while I stare at her outstretched hand, the gift bag is the very last thing I want to give her.MoreLess
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