The One Next Door by Amelia Mae EPUB & PDF – eBook Details
- Author: Amelia Mae
- Language: English
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“Cheers to the single life,” Sasha said, gleefully. “Down they go.”
We clinked shot glasses and she quickly downed hers, like a seasoned
pro. Well… she kind of was.
I took a sip of mine and nearly spit it out. It was spicy, but also somehow
sweet. And also burned like lighter fluid. I sputtered.
“What the hell was in that?” I spat out.
“Fireball. Cinnamon whiskey.”
“Who the hell thought that was a good idea?”
“You should try it mixed with cider,” she insisted, flagging down the
bartender. “It’s like alcoholic apple cinnamon pie.”
“No thank you.”
“Really? You used to love that kind of thing.”
I shook my head. “Are you forgetting the part where we’re thirty-four and
“Speak for yourself,” she insisted.
“Um… pretty sure you’re just as old as I am.”
She rolled her eyes. “I know I’m not still in college, Zoe. But that doesn’t
mean we have to act like old ladies and be in bed by eight PM.”
“Who’s in bed by eight?” I argued. “We are out. At a bar. On a school
night. It might not be a rager, but it’s still fun. Just… more mature fun.”
“I’m sorry, which one of us won that keg stand competition junior year?”
I made a face.
“Was that the same girl who slept with her TA during finals week? Or the
one who got us into that Cinco de Mayo party where Luella’s hair got set on
fire? Or the one who bribed your math tutor to drive us all the way across the
state line to go to that Say Yes show?
“I get it. I was a wild one.”
She chuckled and shook her head. “If Past You could see you now.”
“What do you want from me, Sasha?” I said, exasperated. “You keep
making fun of me for being a boring mom, so I got a sitter for Rex and I
dressed up and pounded a cup of coffee to stay awake, and now you’re telling
me it’s not enough.”
She backtracked. “Whoa, Zoe, I’m sorry. I don’t want you to think I’m
not happy to see you. I’m glad you made time for me.” She took a sip of
water and sighed out hard. “I think I’ve just been feeling a little old and
“Oh?” I asked, not quite ready for forgive just yet. “Did your husband
decide he wanted to fuck his twenty-three-year-old grad students?” I had to
stop myself from adding with the tiny waists, the perky tits, and the lack of Csection scars.
I didn’t feel like a pep talk from Sasha about how I’m still hot and I’ve
still got it and how I’ve got an ass people write poems about. Sasha’s words,
not mine. Honestly, I liked the way I looked. I liked my hair. I liked my
curves. I liked the way I looked in short dresses. I had a healthy amount of
self-confidence. My looks weren’t the issue.
The issue was that my husband of ten years announced that he didn’t love
me anymore and that he wanted a more “new age” approach to relationships.
To him, this meant dating multiple women at once. And those women all
tended to be smarter than me. And better spoken. And so much younger.
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