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really did for a living.”
Farrah smiled. “So, you’re going to try him out?”
Natalie looked aghast. “Of course not! I know his true colors since he’s been taking every opportunity to display them. I hear from Aunt Earline that he’s Charlotte’s number one player, and there is no doubt in my mind that he’s looking for another conquest. I have no intentions of being the next notch on his bedpost.”
Farrah didn’t say anything for a moment, and Natalie had a feeling when her friend did speak again that she wouldn’t like whatever she would say.
“You may want to reconsider that decision, Nat. A fling with him might give you a new attitude,” Farrah said softly.
Natalie knew that look, and once again she squirmed accordingly. While in high school, the only time she put her books aside to indulge in some honest to goodness, off-the-wall fun was when Farrah talked her into it. Otherwise, she would have lived a relatively boring life. But this was not their school days and Farrah, who’d been thrust back into the life of a swinging single, evidently wanted her to join her.
“Don’t look at me like that, Farrah. I know what you’re thinking.”
Farrah then gave her that smile she knew so well. “And what am I thinking?”
“That I need to take advantage of it because it’s been years since I got laid.” Natalie knew there was nothing Farrah could say but confirm her statement since recently that had been Farrah’s constant argument. Over the years, Farrah had relentlessly tried building the case that Natalie needed to get her head out of her books and stop spending so much time in the lab and work on another type of formula—one that produced a love life, and if not a serious love life, definitely a fling.
“Yes, that’s what I’m thinking and it makes perfect sense, don’t you think?” Farrah interrupted her thoughts by saying.
Natalie rolled her eyes heavenward. “No, that’s not what I think.”
“Come on, Nat, what do you have to lose? You don’t know what you’re missing out on. You can’t convince me you aren’t curious.”
Natalie wished she could deny what Farrah was saying but she couldn’t. She hadn’t slept with anyonesince college and Karl. Only Farrah knew the full extent of the scars a man’s emotional abuse could leave. But she had tried moving on, only to encounter men who weren’t cunning and manipulative like Karl but who were weak-minded enough to feel threatened by a woman’s successful scholarly achievements.
“Look, Nat,” Farrah said, after glancing at the car in front of them to make sure it hadn’t moved. “Seriously. I’m not saying you need to start sleeping around, by any means. All I’m saying is that you should enjoy your life and not give in to the failures of the only man you’ve ever slept with by thinking all men are that way.”
Natalie knew she didn’t think that way, but she would be the first to admit one of the reasons she hadn’t been hitting the singles scene was because she felt more comfortable in her career than in the prospect of putting all that work into a relationship to nowhere.
When Farrah checked on the cars ahead of them again, Natalie decided not to let her off the hook so easily. “What about you, Farrah? Did Dustin make you think all men are that way?” Natalie studied Farrah’s features. She saw a glimpse of the pain in her friend’s eyes that was still there even after a full year.
“I’m trying to move on, Nat. And no, I don’t think all men are like Dustin, but I will admit the next one who comes close to my heart will have a tough job convincing me that he’s not. In other words, no man will ever capture my heart again.”
Natalie knew Farrah meant every word she had spoken. To this day Natalie didn’t understand howDustin could have hurt Farrah the way he had. Regretting she had brought him up, she steered the conversation back to what she’d asked Farrah earlier.
“So, are you going to
Farrah smiled. “So, you’re going to try him out?”
Natalie looked aghast. “Of course not! I know his true colors since he’s been taking every opportunity to display them. I hear from Aunt Earline that he’s Charlotte’s number one player, and there is no doubt in my mind that he’s looking for another conquest. I have no intentions of being the next notch on his bedpost.”
Farrah didn’t say anything for a moment, and Natalie had a feeling when her friend did speak again that she wouldn’t like whatever she would say.
“You may want to reconsider that decision, Nat. A fling with him might give you a new attitude,” Farrah said softly.
Natalie knew that look, and once again she squirmed accordingly. While in high school, the only time she put her books aside to indulge in some honest to goodness, off-the-wall fun was when Farrah talked her into it. Otherwise, she would have lived a relatively boring life. But this was not their school days and Farrah, who’d been thrust back into the life of a swinging single, evidently wanted her to join her.
“Don’t look at me like that, Farrah. I know what you’re thinking.”
Farrah then gave her that smile she knew so well. “And what am I thinking?”
“That I need to take advantage of it because it’s been years since I got laid.” Natalie knew there was nothing Farrah could say but confirm her statement since recently that had been Farrah’s constant argument. Over the years, Farrah had relentlessly tried building the case that Natalie needed to get her head out of her books and stop spending so much time in the lab and work on another type of formula—one that produced a love life, and if not a serious love life, definitely a fling.
“Yes, that’s what I’m thinking and it makes perfect sense, don’t you think?” Farrah interrupted her thoughts by saying.
Natalie rolled her eyes heavenward. “No, that’s not what I think.”
“Come on, Nat, what do you have to lose? You don’t know what you’re missing out on. You can’t convince me you aren’t curious.”
Natalie wished she could deny what Farrah was saying but she couldn’t. She hadn’t slept with anyonesince college and Karl. Only Farrah knew the full extent of the scars a man’s emotional abuse could leave. But she had tried moving on, only to encounter men who weren’t cunning and manipulative like Karl but who were weak-minded enough to feel threatened by a woman’s successful scholarly achievements.
“Look, Nat,” Farrah said, after glancing at the car in front of them to make sure it hadn’t moved. “Seriously. I’m not saying you need to start sleeping around, by any means. All I’m saying is that you should enjoy your life and not give in to the failures of the only man you’ve ever slept with by thinking all men are that way.”
Natalie knew she didn’t think that way, but she would be the first to admit one of the reasons she hadn’t been hitting the singles scene was because she felt more comfortable in her career than in the prospect of putting all that work into a relationship to nowhere.
When Farrah checked on the cars ahead of them again, Natalie decided not to let her off the hook so easily. “What about you, Farrah? Did Dustin make you think all men are that way?” Natalie studied Farrah’s features. She saw a glimpse of the pain in her friend’s eyes that was still there even after a full year.
“I’m trying to move on, Nat. And no, I don’t think all men are like Dustin, but I will admit the next one who comes close to my heart will have a tough job convincing me that he’s not. In other words, no man will ever capture my heart again.”
Natalie knew Farrah meant every word she had spoken. To this day Natalie didn’t understand howDustin could have hurt Farrah the way he had. Regretting she had brought him up, she steered the conversation back to what she’d asked Farrah earlier.
“So, are you going to
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