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106 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 13, 2014
Trisha didn’t know when, but she knew one day she could love Alexis just from that look. She knew she could love Alexis easily.
rep: black lesbian mc, black lesbian mc with ADHD
"God damn. Give me your phone." Quanisha snatched the thing out of her hand before she could say no.
"Alexis?" she asked, trying to confirm the contact on the screen.
"Yeah. That's her," Trisha replied. Quanisha's thumb was already flying across the screen. Then she tossed the phone back before Trisha could ask what she was typing.
Hey shawty. Wanna be my main chick?
"The fuck!"
It had been a long time since she'd heard live violin music. The last time she'd been walking down Sunset with the K's, and a man had been playing for tourist dollars on the corner. There had been so much other noise; cars, people talking and shouting to each other, bus engines, and fake superheroes offering their pictures for ten bucks a pop. Hearing Alexis play was so different. In that tight space, the sound trapped by the fabric hanging around their heads and shoulders, Trisha felt like she was forced to absorb every note. She liked the way it felt. She didn't have Alexis's skill, but she had a voice. She picked up the verse in the right spot, and before she knew it, her eyes were closed, and she was singing along; not too loud, but in harmony with the notes Alexis was swishing off her bow. They worked well together.
"I know. You didn't know how to speak up for me. Or shit, you didn't even think it was time to stick up for yourself. It just occurred to me that you are only going to nut up when you feel comfortable, but my life isn't comfortable like yours, and I need to be with someone who can handle shit when it doesn't come on a perfect platter. I want to be with someone who will stick up for me. I'm a really great stripper. And Cinta was right, I am fine as hell, but I'm fucking human, Lex. I have feelings, and when my girlfriend who claims to care about me so much can't say a peep in my defense, then maybe she's not the girlfriend for me. So are we done here?"
It got hot and stuffy in there, and it smelled like pussy but in that really good way.
