A Bitch Named Karma. Stephanie Haefner
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Название: A Bitch Named Karma
Автор: Stephanie Haefner
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Короткие любовные романы
Серия: Karma Kollection
isbn: 9781616502331
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“Do we have to?” I grabbed for the newspaper sitting on the table and held the sports section up in front of me, pretending to care about the Giants’ latest victory.
Marcus pulled the paper away from me.
“Lex, we need to. I have some things to say.”
“Marcus, I already know what you’re going say.”
“No, you don’t.”
“I do. I know how much it meant to you. And it did mean something to me too, but not what it did for you. I’ve known for years how you feel about me. There were times I wished I had the same feelings for you, but I just don’t. You are my best friend and I love you like a brother. Well, not like my brother, but how you should love a brother. I don’t want to lose you and I hate myself for using you the way I did. I wanted to get back at Zak and you were there, ready and willing.”
“Lex, stop. You don’t know how off base you are. Trust me, I wasn’t the one being used.”
“What?”
“I don’t quite know how to say this...other than to just say it.” Marcus shifted in his seat. He rarely looked nervous about anything in his life, but in that moment he looked nearly terrified. “Lexi...I’m gay.”
I stared at him, trying to comprehend his words. Gay? No. I had to have heard him wrong. Marcus was a hot thirty-something guy. Women drooled over him. He’d dated, and also slept with, tons of girls over the years.
“Why are you saying that?” I asked.
“It’s true. I’ve known for some time now, but part of me wasn’t sure. I knew I had strong feelings for you, but I didn’t know how deep they went. When you came on to me that night, I tried to fight you off. I knew it was best for you. But then I decided to do it. If I could make love to you and feel nothing, then I knew for sure I was gay.”
I sat back, trying to process what he’d said.
“Oh, my God.” I laughed. I tried to stop myself, but couldn’t. “I just realized something,” I continued between bursts of giggles. “I get it now. This is karma, a chick lit version of karma. The miserable things I did to those women in my books, they’re all coming back on me. That Karma bitch is gettin’ me good too! You know, like Rachelle in The Chocolate Lover’s Guide to Love. Yeah, she had the cheating boyfriend. The boss from hell, straight out of She Works Hard for the Money. I’ve written about nagging mothers, hair disasters, and whorish best friends. Abby’s wedding is surely my pre-punishment for the wedding themed book I plan to write. And on top of it all, probably the icing on the proverbial cake, I now have the gay best friend who was present in every single story. I’m being punished for writing clichés. This is freakin’ hilarious!”
“I’m glad this is amusing you,” Marcus replied when I finished my hysterical tirade.
“I’m sorry, but you have to admit, it is funny!” I continued to laugh, deep belly-aching laughs. I couldn’t stop myself. I wasn’t laughing at Marcus, just at my pathetic life.
“I expected more from you,” he said as he stood then walked away.
“Marcus, no, wait!” I yelled after him, laughter still in my voice, but he had already walked out the door. There went my place to crash for the night. My visions of re-entering the warm cocoon of Marcus-ville quickly faded.
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