Cake by Nicole Reed Read Free Book Online

looking so sad, almost lost. In my opinion, it calls to women of all ages, because at some point, we’ve all felt the deprivation of one’s self. Exactly as I feel right now.
     
    “You know, I just don’t get it. I could wipe my ass and come up with something way better than some of this shit.”
     
    Turning towards Dray, I shake my head, answering, “Do you have to be so crude?”
     
    “Do you have to be such a prude?”
     
    Rolling my eyes, I ask, “What are you even doing here?”
     
    “What are you doing there? Ooh look, we sound like an excerpt from a Dr. Seuss book. You know, this isn’t the book that I thought we would write together.”
     
    Curiosity killed the cat, so I ask, “Now what book, dare I ask, would you and I possibly ever write together?”
     
    “I am thinking we could come up with, Fifty Shades of Red. You know, see how many shades of scarlet we can turn that tight round ass of yours. My palm is already itching just thinking about it. We could start tonight. I was actually on my way out when I saw you standing here waiting for me.”
     
    I can’t help the blush that covers my cheeks. No one has ever dared to speak so crass and filthy to me the way Dray does. My palm is itching too, but it’s to strike his visible cheeks.
     
    “Wow, if your cheeks get that shade of red, I can only wonder about your other ones.”
     
    My voice comes out in a hiss, “You dick.”
     
    Laughing, he smirks at me, “Don’t say I didn’t ask. Later, Kylie.” He nods as he walks away.
     
    He’s lucky that we are in a public place, otherwise...I don’t know what I would do, but it would be painful. Jackass! Turning around, my peaceful outlook on the art is gone. Why did I ever think that I was going to agree to his ludicrous situations and turn the tables around? Why do I let him verbally terrorize me?
     
    “You know, I can tell when Dray has been around. You look ready to explode and not in a good way,” Madison says coming to stand next to me.
     
    Turning my head, I ask, “Please say you are ready?”
     
    “Yep.”
     
    “Let’s go.” Grabbing her hand, I almost drag her out without a word to anyone. Maybe I can find Dray outside and I can run him over. Twice. Pull forward, then back up again, and maybe pull forward one more time to make sure I got him.
     
    “Want to talk about?” she asks as she drives me home.
     
    “Nope.”
     
    “Still planning his demise?”
     
    “Yep.”
     
    Laughing, she answers, “Good girl.”
     

Days later, I’m working, sifting through old inventory with one of my head sales associates and friend Leo, for a V.I.P. sale starting tomorrow. Leo has been giving me questioning looks all day long. I’m waiting for him to spit out, whatever it is.
     
    “So a little birdy named Jess, told me you actually confided to her about the love of your life. Now, I said to myself, she wouldn’t do that to me as I have been begging Kylie for that story for the last two years. So I’m going to ask nicely, one more time, for the 411.”
     
    Shaking my head, I answer, “It wasn’t like that. I was having a private conversation with Mads when big ears McGhee must have overheard and inserted herself into the conversation. She really didn’t hear the entire story.” No, she just heard the one piece of information that no one else knows.
     
    “Okay, so give it to me. Who am I going to tell? Tell Uncle Leo all about it. Please. Have you ever been in love?” He playfully begs, batting his eyelashes at me.
     
    Blowing out my breath, I think to myself, what the hell? “Sit back, shut it, and let me tell the entire story before any questions. Agreed?”
     
    He emphatically nods his head up and down.
     
    “Have I ever been in love? Yes, what woman my age hasn’t? I guess you could say I have a one true love. Doesn’t everyone? Mine probably starts like ten-million other single ladies out there. Girl goes to college. Girl falls in love with cliché college