I NEED A WIFE (LMSY) || ON HOLD

Chapter 3

Sonya was slouched over Becky's kitchen table, a half-eaten chicken wing in one hand, chewing thoughtfully. She finally spoke up. "I mean, she's not awful. It's not like she's got horns or anything," she paused, nibbling on the wing. "But, seriously... boring. And so cocky. Like she's got this whole 'I'm too busy for you, but you should feel honored to be in my presence' vibe. Ugh."

Becky leaned over the counter, rolling her eyes. "That's just Lookmhee. She's a decent person, but plain as white bread. She's all work and no personality."

"No personality ? " Sonya exclaimed in disbelief, eyes gleaming as she leaned forward. "Becks, She's all firm, almost cold. And when she's staring at you? It's like she can see right through your your soul. But still, the way she moves, the confidence? I mean, I'd like to... well, you know," she trailed off with a wink.

Becky chuckled, looking amused and mildly horrified. "You sound like you're drooling. And over Lookmhee? "

Sonya leaned back on the couch, licking her fingers from the chicken wing she'd just devoured. "Becky, you don't get it. Lookmhee is... insane. Like, out-of-this-world hot. I've never seen anyone like her in real life. The way she dresses? Everything's tailored, sharp. And her hands, Beck—God, the way her fingers clenched when she was talking all intense... and those veins ? Ridiculous, I can think of many way to feel that hand clench"

Becky rolled her eyes, trying not to laugh too loudly. "Okaaaaaaay, now you're exaggerating."

Sonya shrugged, a grin spreading. " I'm just sayin'. I never thought I was into girls, but... her? She's got something. I don't know what it is, but it's there. And don't even get me started on that smirk. It's like she knows exactly what she's doing, all cool and collected."

Becky snorted, slapping Sonya on the arm. "You're losing it. You barely know the woman. What, just 'cause she wore a suit and you saw a few veins?  So now, you just want her to boss you around or something?"

Sonya grinned, unashamed. "Maybe a little. I mean, not in a creepy way. Just... if she told me to sit down and listen? I'd do it."

Becky cracked up, nearly choking on her drink. "Girl, you're straight-up wild"

Sonya nodded then sighed, shaking her head. "And then she just slaps a cheque down on the table like it's nothing? Who does that? It gave me the ick a major turn off."