Chapter 9 Nine

• My mouth hung open for a while and then I shut it close, taking time to respond to Zoey. It didn't matter who the hell I slept with, Zoey wouldn't know him at all.
• “I have this major presentation happening today and every fucking person is asking me what does this mean. Can't I sleep with a guy and expect no sort of commitment? I preferred the Bronx where you can hop on a stripping pole and never worry about commitment.” I packed up my things into a brown laptop back, closing the gap between I and Zoey. “I am fine Zoey. Truly, one sex doesn't change anything. I am still that tough bitch you know and love.”
• I cupped her cheeks into my palms and dropped a kiss on them, leaving the room. I heard her yell my name and I groaned, retracing my steps.