Dahlia Adler

always upgrading, that father o’ mine!)—

I groan, wishing I’d left my long waves down so I could hide behind them, but I’m stuck avoiding eye contact as I pull into the parking lot of Maggie’s instead. “Please forget I said that. I am a terrible flirt and I wasn’t thinking, okay?” And in a flash but still way too late, I realize what I’ve just said. “No, wait, forget I said that.” Jesus fuck. I pull into a spot, park, and bury my face in my hands. “Just kill me.”