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“Hairspray and blusher, eyelash curlers, eye-shadow palettes the size of tea-trays. Even before they left school it was as if they were already rehearsing for some witless kind of womanhood.”
― Alison Fell, The Element -inth in Greek

“Her dress was a shade of green only tree lizards should be sporting, and she wore more accessories than a home-shopping hostess.”
― Karen Neches, Earthly Pleasures

“We've known each other for years."
"In every sense of the word." Tanya gave him a nudge and they shared another laugh.
In every sense of the word... Daisy felt a cold stab of jealousy at their intimate moment. It didn't make sense. Her relationship with Liam wasn't real. But the more time she spent with him, the more the line blurred and she didn't know where she stood.
"Daisy is a senior software engineer for an exciting new start-up that's focused on menstrual products," Liam said. "She's in line for a promotion to product manager. The company couldn't run without her."
Daisy grimaced. "I think that's a bit of an exaggeration."
"Take the compliment," Tanya said. "Liam doesn't throw many around... At least, he didn't used to."
At least, he didn't used to...
Was the bitch purposely trying to goad her with little reminders about her shared past with Liam? Daisy's teeth gritted together. Well, she got the message. Tanya was a cool, bike-riding, smooth-haired venture capitalist ex who clearly wasn't suffering in any way after her journey. She was probably so tough she didn't need any padding in her seat. Maybe she just sat on a board or the bare steel frame.
Liam ran a hand through his hair, ruffling the dark waves into a sexy tangle. Was he subconsciously grooming himself for Tanya? Or was he just too warm? "What are you riding now?"
"Triumph Street Triple 675. I got rid of the Ninja. Not enough power."
"You like the naked styling?" Liam asked.
Tanya smirked. "Naked is my thing, as you know too well."
Naked is my thing... As you know too well...
Daisy tried to shut off the snarky voice in her head, but something about Tanya set her possessive teeth on edge.
"Do you want to join us inside?" Liam asked. "We're going to have a coffee before we finish the loop."
Say no. Say no. Say no.
"Sounds good." Tanya took a few steps and looked back over her shoulder. "Do you need a hand, Daisy?"
Only to slap you.”
― Sara Desai, The Dating Plan