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Excerpt from Chapter One of Twice Shy:
Victory nods. This is it. She’s living with a man.
Taking a deep breath, she leads him downstairs to the kitchen counter to sign paperwork. The paperwork is only a sheet of lined paper that says he would move out if he is a week late on rent. It also states the cost of rent, but that is really all there is to it.
So why is Clay bent over the paper, pen hovering over the crooked signature line, as though she handed him a Faustian deal?
“Is something the matter?” she murmurs.
Letting out a dissatisfied sigh, he draws himself upright and frowns at her. “This is going to sound weird and arrogant, but, uh,” he says, rubbing his neck. Victory is on guard at once. “I’m not looking for a relationship or anything like that. I’d rather we didn’t talk unless it’s about rent.”
“Oh," says Victory, the words slow to process in her mind. “Oh! Don’t worry about that! I don’t like guys!” she blurts out, giddy with relief.
“You’re gay? That’s perfect!” he laughs, bending back over the paper.
“What?”
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to say anything offensive. I’m not one of those creepy dudes who fetishize - ”
“Oh-kay!” she interrupts, holding up her hands. Talking about fetishes with an attractive guy is so far above her boundary line, it has frequent flyer miles. And she meant that guys make her uncomfortable, not that she preferred women!
“Shit, my bad! Look, I got FIMS. You can’t hold it against me,” he pleads, tilting his head to the side. His gray eyes twinkle, daring her to ask. When she doesn’t, too preoccupied with how to tell him she’s not gay, he says, “Foot-In-Mouth Syndrome. It’s genetic. Pray my father never visits. Do you allow visitors?” He touches the pen to his chin, waiting for her answer.
“Yeah, friends and family are fine. No parties, please,” she mutters, still in a daze. After an entire tour with zero conversation, she never expected him to become so friendly.
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